Resilience must be your middle name
when identifying players of the wicked game
these hiders of the truth who dare
not cover their mouths with due care
they let the babble spill and flow
their lies each second grow and grow
over the edge they gush like molten lava
no concern for it making your life harder
smug and smiling and standing tall
so you'll believe their tales, big and
small
placing themselves before the rest
counting only one as the ultimate best
We know this type and they're no saviours
we unveil their masked vile behaviours
we need not their foolish words or pay
we just want them to hush and stay away
Leave the honest caring folk alone
to live in a world where truth is home!
