Pathological Liars

Teenagers and reality do not mix

Pathological Liars

Every word is gospel according to their stories

Teenagers would never file a false report

I remind them to begin with“Once upon a time”

My children only tell the truth “just because”

Simplicity with rocks inside the head works fine

Soft words flow from the tongue like honey

Truth is a hummingbird with pretty feet

When they say“Daddy” I'm mesmerized

My teenagers would never tell one lie to me

Let's start with many and move on from there

Emotional, sincere, red faced in tears

A stream of consciousness makes it clear

Every word is meant for listening but not to hear

The police men knocking at my door

Are a figment of my imagination

They are there to say hello and nothing more

Not to take them in for something no one did

With love we trust the wishes of our kids

Another shot of whiskey makes it clearer

Gullibility works better for parents who

Seem normal but are obviously impaired

Let us not judge lest we be judged

Let he who is without sin cast the first stone

Let's use the ones inside their heads for starters

And put this baby to bed