by Liar
But how does it hold up in the harsh light of morning? Very nice, Liar.
And as I fall asleep this night
I pledge to be a stellar knight among men;
And at dawn's light I'll snarl and swear
Until I'm calmed by my morning drink {take your pick}.
Suggests turning 'over a new leaf' ~ no guarantee - but willing to try. A brief plain plan to create a better tomorrow.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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