Petulant deceptions
Relatively harmless in their scope
but annoying nonetheless
You lie like a child
stealing a toy, your stuffed pockets bulge
Did you really get what you wanted?
When confronted, you acuse
When facts are presented you yell in defensiveness
A grown man’s tantrum
Tell me how to ask the questions the right way
and stop with petulent deceptions
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