The Liar

 

'I cannot tell the truth,' he said,

'In truth, I always lie.'

I lay back on the gentle grass

And looked up at the sky,

He'd said it all before, of course,

He had me taken in,

Until I came to realize

Each lie was like a sin.

 

Each lie he told subverted truth,

Each 'truth' was but a lie,

If he could never tell the truth...

I turned my head to sigh!

'And so you lie with every breath,

Is what you're telling me?'

'That's right, they say I can't lie straight

In bed, yessir, that's me!'

 

'You lie,' I said, 'you lie again,

If you can't tell the truth!'

'Of course,' he laughed, and turned to kiss

His current girlfriend, Ruth.

'And so you even lie to her,

So what's her take on this?'

Ruth turned, 'I love a liar,

When a liar loves like this.'

 

I packed the picnic basket and

I threw it in the car,

Jumped in the driver's seat and turned

The key, then locked each door.

He jumped up then, alarmed, and said:

'You'd leave us high and dry?

You said you'd drop us off at home...'

'I lied,' I said, 'Goodbye!'

 

David Lewis Paget

Reviews

[Norma J. Jessee]

Oh, my but this is hilliarious , and it even has your famous twist at the end that I love so much.
You never fail to amaze me David. Just when I think you can't top your last work of art, you up
and do it again. Even though this was a mite shorter that your usual work it was extremly effective
in getting to the punch line so to speak.
Perfect, as usual. Love it, Love it, Love it.

[Lena M. P.]

Thanks again for cheering me up. I loved this one too. Revenge is sweetest when served cold, they say.

[Kerry]

I agree with the previous reviews and will add mine to them. Charming and terribly witty, this piece reeks of mischief. Simply lovely!

[incarnated deception]

a unexpectedly witty poem left me with a smile on my face which isnt easy in this day and age thank you sir i tip my hat to you

[Mark]

Both uncharacteristically brief and uncharacteristically witty, David! A charming write. This might even bear some expansion, as we learn the circumstances under which "I" and "They" met, and delve into the paradox of whether a self-professed always-liar isn't in fact lying as he says THAT! Why was "I" so offended, when he learned that Rita was more fond of "loving" than "honesty"? VERY entertaining!