A lie doesn’t always start with malice,
A semi-truth embellished and polished,
Becomes pretty and shiny and as big as Dallas.
Like a snowball grows as it’s often told,
Till the liar convinces himself it’s true.
Then gets tellers to help him reach his goal.
More people with conviction repeat it,
Proving that a lie told loud, long and often,
Gullible people will begin to believe it.
---Joe B. Hewitt
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