FIBS

You were true, that’s what you said, Now got & caught your fib’s Thinking of truth makes me fed (up) I’ll be your rib (that) Protect’s your heart, Fell into this trap of truth, Now got & caught your fib. Stroll in park, you shared, I’ll walk till the tip, I thought it would be true, Now got & caught your fib. The dance, devour, reposes, the small war, The fun, alco‑sip Now I got & caught, That’s all your fib’s