To lie or not to lie? - that is the question:
tis never  nobler to belie the truth
nor ***** out its light in the dark,
and by so doing spark pain for pleasure.
Or, by opposing both affects quite end them
and by so doing gain unwanted reaction.
To lie, deceive - no more - and by a secret  
code say what we want to say unvarnished
by pitting  truth against all lies
that fall from lips - 'tis an infection
to be avoided  by all. To lie, deceive
perhaps too much. Aye, there's the problem.
for in deceit what further hollow lies may come?
When we have caused such rank displeasure
from one perceived lie, must force us thought. That's the reality making chaos of such an error.
For who would hear or speak an ugly truth,
to cause a love go wrong to fiendish trash,
Why give them heart ache? Who would give them  hurt to bear as unwanted burdens?
But the chance they would enjoy the truth,
The unknown glee from fate's unlucky victims
For the victim's rebuff confuses the liar
So conscience makes the  liar want to speak truth thence rather see that redeeming reaction  Aye.
Thus turning dissembling into soothsaying
And then the addicting infection
is cured with the balm of truth,
so contagion seems less appealing
With this regard the suspected lies soon stop
And lose what effect they once had.

Tobias