The lie

The boy and the girl

And their friends are heading out

Nothing untoward, of course,

They’re just milling about.

As the girl waltzes out the door

She was asked when she’d be home

She looked here and there

Oh, how her eyes they did roam.

A time was suggested

Too late to be right

But sell it, she did try

With all of her might.

The boy, he just stared

Not a word he did peep

For he heard the girl’s words

And thought ‘Nope, mom wants me asleep.’

One mom called another

“That’s what I thought,” one did say

But they laughed as they remembered

The games they once did play. 

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