Teller of untruths Cornered in my name with boon companion As they are bored to tears To spin a yarn in my name Fruitful or fruitless but… Let them talk
Deep inside I know I am the sugar in their tea, Daily headline in their labourish chat Indeed, never a dull moment in my name For thy unconstrained conversation
I am truly blessed to be surrounded By fabricators fabricating fabrications in my name Because of thy jealousy reigning in their flesh but… Let them talk!