An Uncouth Poem
Eyes that hold uncut truthYour falsities fall like " tired out stripped Five-Nines "
Read as a single lie uncouth
Among your falsehoods for truth I did sleuth
Fettered in your fabricated lines
Eyes that hold uncut truth
On trial for the crimes of your youth
My lust resigns
Read as a single lie uncouth
Your secret truth burns like vermouth
Your juice tasted heavy of putrid limes
Eyes that hold uncut truth
Scared by your eyetooth
Mumbled truths of mine never refines
Read as a single lie uncouth
When she haunts the back doors of Duluth
Button up keep your flesh in line
Eyes that hold uncut truth
Read as a single lie - uncouth
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