There are those who make attempts,
To excuse their own incompetence...
With a blaming that on others.
And finding themselves without legitimate evidence,
That proves an absence of competence...
They had never had in the first place,
To be associated with them to have.
Even with their selective memories.
Yet people like this do their best to convince,
What they have stolen to claim as theirs...
With a deceiving done and lies to tell,
Can not be reproduced to qualify their claims.
But excuses to make and alibis to use,
They keep in abundant supply!
To rely upon in the hopes...
A validation, of their exaggerations, is approved.
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