Lies

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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The first lie that you tell It was created by the Devil in hell, He is the author of every lie ever spoken When truths are broken. Whenever you believe in an untruth You are biting into the rotten fruit, Then out from your mouth will come lies The Devils greatest prize. When your lies causes hate or pain In your soul the Devil does truly reign, From the truth soon you will cower As you give the Devil his power. Those who continually tell lies are liars Past lies are their priors, From their mouth they are now easy to speak Now the soul and honor is weak. There is a fact my friend Before a lie you believe in or tell or send, Remember, after the very first lie is told The second one is always easy to unfold. Randy L. McClave

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