Tom Brady Or Me
Greetings my son
Let me offer
Basic safety things
Erasing early
teachings
Singing
“Lie my boy lie
When you trip
Do a Tom Brady
Calm cool polite
Hope of goodness
And
Mention the pontiff
When in trouble"
When in trouble"
Covering up is easy
Sensing ecstasy
Sensing ecstasy
Exhilaration
Watching shock and sorrow
Tearful faces
Like your dives
The lure of sunken ships
Taunting sharks teasing dolphins
Sleeping with beauty
Brilliant reefs
Underwater caves
By the time you surface
Mesmerized by
How infectious lies
could be
And how easy to score
Lying again and
again……….
Here is the catch
My boy my big boy
I have sinned too
I have lied so far
In this very poem
The truth is
The truth is
I hate liars
So you must choose
Between success and
Tom Brady or me
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