You lied under oath
You lied under the booth
You lied about the water
About the sewer
About the gate
About being late.
You're a liar
Who lied about the tire
About mom
About Uncle Tom
About McDonald
And about being bald.
Liar, liar
Stop lying
‘Cause the fryer
In on fire
The birds are now flying
Higher, and higher.
Copyright © June 2017, Hebert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic work of poetry!