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Poetry

Honestly Dishonest

I believe that honesty's
divisible by a whisker
love it's vim, and it's vigour
Hate it's ancient candid rigour

To be right's not arrogant,
but then to be dumb's not wise

With my cloak of honesty
and shield to inflect lies
I don't so much find I speak,
more I proselytise

Idiocy's the last refuge
of a roguish man

Silence never offers prophets
more than gaudy secret lockets
Silence seeps in deep desires
So many covert secret smiles

Trouble finds me in it's heart
as I take a stand
Honesty in equal parts
both gifts and curses man


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