I am just another one of the world’s liars
believe me
I have a few charms
worn-out peddler’s trinkets
with grand names like beauty
friendship, truth, passion
—and this one’s a real item, sometimes
I even buy it myself: love
Check my record; odds
are not in your favor
that I won’t sell out
my goods, bolt by night
deny you three times
before the cock has crowed
Consider this fair warning:
never fall for my spiel
If you do
and end up with a huge bill
for damage done
never forgive me
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