an essay in response to S.C.
Poets are such liars. One day my mom -- she's a poet -- she lied to me six times and it was so not fun. She didn't give me anything. Poets lie because they just have to. How could they make such good stuff without lying? There is no other way to make poetry perfect. So why do poets lie you ask? Because they can't make good poetry without it, or because they are just too clumsy to make up poetry without lying. And so that's the story of why poets lie.
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