GLOAT

On the throne of guile, where falsehoods reign,
You’ll find someone with an expert’s brain.
For every word that leaves his lips,
A story’s spun with dramatic flips.
Through lurid tones and grandiose tales,
He weaves a web where truth often pales.
With practiced charm and cunning guise,
He mesmerizes with artful lies.
For ev’ry accolade he receives,
It’s not for honesty he achieves;
But for the skill with which he deceives,
He’s judged the winner, with no reprieves.
He stands upon a stage of guile,
His crowds rapt in nefarious style.
He’s a master of illusion’s game,
With his name etched in the Hall of Shame.
So let us sound the alarm today
For the one who leads in grand display.
For in spheres where mendacity’s prime,
He’s the Greatest Liar Of All Time.

© 2020, Kenneth Koziol. All rights reserved.