You call me a liar
Because I roll
In the muck and mire.
But in the end, to pass
The truth is the toll.
Despite your constant advice
On the overwhelming necessity
Of always playing nice
Seems much less important
If "answers" are a priority.
So, offend you I must
Because your honesty
I do not trust.
Thanks to eyes
That do not see.
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