Twisting The Truth
I drew a horse that looked like an ass.
So I declared that I've drawn an ass.
I went to her with desire to woo
On the pretext of seeing my friend there.
I told my kin that I came to see him
Whereas I saw him on my way.
I twist the truth to suit occasions
And gain from there an advantage.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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