Written for: The Twiglets #212 - "we lie close" A lie is not close to the truth Lying close we each dream our own dreams lying close to ocean waves silver crest in noon day sun A powerful man bent truth to lie the facts were his own, no alibi. When people spoke their minds he fought, raged, and whined. Now he's out on his ass, wond'ring why https://thetwiglets.wordpress.com/
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He has gone
Will be even better
When he is forgotten
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Ah, that is true!
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Nicely done.
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Thanks, Arcadia!
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Fibbing tends to land most fellows in their rear.
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P.S. Stay warm!
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You do the same.
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You’ve done well with the ‘lay’ of ‘The Land of Lies’
I can so see the relevance of the Limerick!! 😉
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I knew you would see it. Thanks, Jules.
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Did I ever send you my ‘current’ modern Nursery Rhyme – same subject as your Limerick – I never posted it. But I’ll send it to you if you’d like.
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Yes, send it!
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*Sent*
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Excellent Limerick!
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Thanks, MIsk!
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