The Good Lie

My next poem is about a twisted lie. It may not be the poem that came right after the Bad Car. This poem, however, was enjoyed by my mom and dad. This poem is also named after a movie that came out in 2014. Anyway, I hope you enjoy my second poem, which is a hyperbole.

The Good Lie
The lie was so good that
I twisted my head
And kicked my feet.
I jumped to raise the heat.
My heart took every beat.

The lie was so good that
I clapped my hands.
I even kissed a man!
I joined a band,
I was their fan.

Sadly, the lie wasn’t true.
I felt a little blue.
The awful tears blew,
And I never that
Sadness can twist the truth.

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