Lie telling sort of people hardly
Win the heart of other,
Self-centredness forms whinin him
For cheating even own brother.
Liar is apt in saving himself
Holding one responsible,
For misdeeds to all he can't be more respectable. Truthfulness always causes blow
To the wind of pleasure,
For overcoming all shortcomings
Time to be utilised by taking bold measure.
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