Living and lying

A Poem written on International Women's Day

Another day, another story
What more can I say?
Something like this happened already
Need I watch my tongue away?

So what is it this time?
Or Perhaps, who?
Of lies sublime.
Maybe equivalent to a poo.

Tell me. Now. Give me dignity.
Does it matter when it did start
Give my soul and mind the liberty
You owe me that, you old fart.

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