MISTAKES OF OTHERS, ARE EASY TO FIND. BUT HARD TO ADMIT, IF THEY'RE OUR KIND. WHO ME? MAKE A MISTAKE? NOT NOW, NOT EVER. COULD IT BE, THAT WE'RE TO CLEVER? TO BLAME SOMEONE ELSE, IS REALLY COOL. IT'S EASIER TO DO, CAUSE WE'RE NO FOOL. IT NEVER FAILS, WHEN WE TRY TO LIE. OUR FACE GETS RED, LIKE CHERRY PIE.
Reason for writing:
Last time i lied was in 193----------.
I have a memory like an elephant---- A dead one.
Birth sign: Not entered
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