This poem has no title (LIES!)

Bright and early
We all shall rise
Unfortunately
We all hold lies

Fear and pain
That we spread
Anguished feelings
Full of dread

We shake our heads
Some shout ‘Boo!”
But secretly
We do it too

By Virginia

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