To the heavens they would rise
my yarns, excuses, alibis.
Such tall tales I could tell
and all constructed very well
I built them grand and I kept them neat
enjoying life in the penthouse suite
so imagine my surprise
when I tripped on one small lie
I bumbled,
I stumbled
and over the edge I tumbled
flailing past my fabled glories
I've fallen now - 100 stories!
hey!
I think at that, a reader laughed
and gave me a nice updraft!
I need another, very fast!
the distance to the truth now halved!
I sense a smile.. and there - a grin!
Thank you! I'm going up again!
Wonderful lady, kindly sir
never more will I err
your mercy I will long remember
Re-elect me this Novembeeer!
Chuck Audette
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-tall-tale/
