Don't lie to me this Autumn day,
I'll detect it in your phoney eyes,
The way you can the truth betray,
Behind your fake disguise.

In a court of law, the truth will pay,
Said calmly without shame,
A nervous cheat, has too much to say,
To try and clear their name.

Liars will always convince themselves,
That what they speak is truth,
Their tongue into their darkness delves,
For trickery most uncouth.

Tall tales there are a million kinds,
But truth there is only one,
Falsehoods breed in liars minds,
Yet decent truth there's none.

If all lies told were now displayed,
On our foreheads one and all,
'Tis then we'd know who us betrayed,
From their shameful social withdrawal.

Tread carefully if ever one you meet,
Their tales, they'll coax you believe,
In a scammers heart there lurks deceipt,
Yet only themselves deceive.

Their skin is but a false veneer,
From their mouth fake rumours spew,
Poisoning every listening ear,
With gossip most untrue.

But on Mizzy's word you can rely,
For the truth I solemnly tell,
Verity is rewarded in the Heavens on high,
So ye liars can go to Hell !