Juicy Lips Lie Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

You don't know.
If you've never had it happen.
Had it never happened,
To you before.

And you DON'T know.
If you've never had it happen.
Had it never happened,
To you...
Before.
So you-don't-know!

People talk a lot about,
What never happened.
People talk a lot about,
What they 'perceive'.
And people talk a lot about,
Others they don't know.
But when the gossip ends...
They're like rabid dogs on fresh meat.

And...
Juicy lips,
Are known to lie,
Not far...
From a linking kitchen skin faucet.
Dripping chitter chatter back
Just to splatter sticking stains.
But never dribbles to an end,
Turning off from those refrains.

Juicy lips can put together lies,
From a linking kitchen skin faucet...
Dripping chitter chatter,
Just to splatter many permanent stains.
But never dribbles to an end,
Turning off from those...
Deep down and dirty refrains.
People talk a lot about,
What they can't leave alone to condone.

Those...
With their deep dark and dirty refrains.

People like to talk about,
Their deep dark and dirty refrains.
With juicy lips.

People like to talk about,
Their deep dark and dirty refrains.
With juicy lips.

People like to talk about,
What never happened.
People like to talk about,
What they perceive.
And deep dark and dirty,
With those juicy lips.

People like to talk about,
What never happened.
People like to talk about,
What they perceive.
And deep dark and dirty,
With those juicy lips.
On fresh meat.
They wish to eat,
As they want to believe.