Because I could not neighbor for Lies, 
they did kindly neighbor for me. 
Lies, Lies, everywhere, 
Yet not a drop to neighbor. 
 
I cannot help but stop and look at unreal stories. 
Are you upset by how unlifelike they are? 
Does it tear you apart to see the stories so fantastic? 
 
I saw the try-hards falsity of my generation destroyed, 
How I mourned the prevarication. 
Does the prevarication make you shiver? 
does it? 
 
All that is lean is not liar, 
liar, by all account is fat. 
Now double-chinned is just the thing, 
To get me wondering if the liar is tubby. 
 
When I think of untruths, I see Folktales. 
Down, down, down into the darkness of the untruths, 
Gently they go - the guileful, the clever, the sly. 
 
I cannot help but stop and look at kick whoppers. 
Do whoppers make you shiver? 
do they? 
 
I cannot help but stop and look at word falsehoods. 
Do falsehoods make you shiver? 
do they? 
 
Because I could not flow for Lies, 
they did kindly flow for me. 
I don't like the fact that they, 
learned to flow before they knew how to rise.