another little poem =)


It isn't true what they say,

How they say it,

Why they say it.


I heard it from a friend they said,

I experienced it first hand,

Never telling truth since the rumour began.


Heard it from a friend who heard it from a friend,

This is how they decrease the blame,

Funny how you never hear the end,

Of these tales of betrayal and shame.

The End

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