Big fake ~

“BIG FAKE” a poem for FRIDAY, September 13, 2019

A smile,

A hug,

An insincere I LOVE YOU;

You’re a fake, FOR GOODNESS’ SAKE; You’re NEVER authentic or true.

“Well, OK, then What’s Next? if you can’t trust anything anyone does as really real?”

A BUNCH OF FAKE PEOPLE.

“You’re FAKES that’s just what I feel.

So, I will se-ques-ter MYSELF from Ya-all,

YOU BUNCH OF FAKES. Don’t EVER call,

On me EVER AGAIN; I don’t trust anyone any more.”

So, Mr. Pig Head locked and bolted the door.

“Come, Friend; don’t be so CURT;

Sure, I am sure we are all fakes, but what does it hurt

To MAKE A SHOW? Maybe, “fake it ’til you make it” is the only way to go.

COME ON, CRACK THE DOOR; I THINK I SEE A GRIN,

Forming on your ugly mug; come on, man, lay me a little skin.

Don’t be TOO HARSH on all us FAKERS.

We’re just faking, trying to get by,

A bunch of wanna-be CANDLE STICK MAKERS.”

fin ♥

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