Lies, lies, and some more fucking lies.
Yes, or no is the answer, there
is no middle ground.  A
straight question requires a
straight response?  Yes?  What!
Of course it bloody does!!!
Do you lie straight in bed,
or are you just a bad
person?  Please stop lying, all
I want is an honest answer,
I'll even give you cash for
one.  If, and only if you give
me an honest answer.


written by Chich, Chicago's Australian Poet Laureate


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