June 04, 2025
by Timothy Birdnow
Written in honor of Jake Tapper
Being a lib who wished to sound glib
he told all the world a tiny gray fib
he didn't think it would hurt to get down in the dirt
But it curled and he had to ad-lib.
Before long it had gone round the world though twas wrong
And he knew but continued the song
the lie grew leap and bound from his muttered soft sound
but he knew it a lie all along
He staked his reputation and showed great irritation
when someone would challenge his bold invocation
but a lie cannot last and will soon be in the past
he would not get a standing ovation
how he wriggles like a fish on a hook, taking heat for his book
and he burbles retorts like the babbling brook
he had slaughtered the calf while he tried not to laugh
now the world gives him barely a look
What a shnook!
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