You Lied Poem by John Ngirachu

You Lied



That you, good lady,
good honesty did not come,
is the lake to me
That you who proposed,
and promised, and cajoled me
from my enclaves,
that you did not turn up
is no anthill for me.
That you lied that you would
probably is.
But you will not find out
and I promise

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