Poem, The liar master is Now the president of the cows parliament.

The hand he shake

Was a story of fake

To make them respect him

And a famous man become

He can’t tell them now

That he shake a cow

They made him lie

Cause he was shy

To be honest

And gain their trust

Now he must accept

The lying concept

His century began

History it will become

The lying master

The trophy winner

What they see is a king

The lord of the ring

But they don’t know that

He is a coward a rat

He lied for living

He lived lying

He is famous

Yet dangerous

He is the reason behind

Every problem we find

Lies make life a fake

Makes us dream while awake

Never believe again lies

Of him shaking hands

Shaking the president

Was he confident?

No he was squeezing

The cow he was milking

The victories he now drinks

Started with the cow he milks

Now he is the president

In the cows parliament

Now they believe that

He is a democrat

They live in the age of democracy

Finally someone fulfilled the prophecy

The lying master

Rules ever after

 

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