forget all the liars

On March 2, 2016
a poem by [will]

Forget all the liars.
You lie so much that your pants are on fire.
Your eyes don’t look good on you, you need new attire.
Your lying’s getting old, you need to retire.
Y’all sayin that I kissed a girl
but y’all know that I go out with a girl.
Your brain needs a swirlie.
Stop with the lies tryin’ to ruin my relationship.
Don’t worry about me, stop bein’ an itch.
Y’all worry me.
I am your king.
I’m sayin’ this as a threat, not by sayin’ please
So bye liars, peace.

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