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THE LIAR'S BENCH
My old hometown has a restaurant where,
the older men gather with stories to share.
Many are fabled and some "almost" true.
At times I've been known to stretch one or two.
Some craft their words like a lawyer on trial.
But the best are delivered in "good-ole-boy" style.
Some doosies, whoppers, and outlandish claims.
Trick is go just so far some doubt remains.
How big was that fish? How tough was that shot?
How fast were you going last ticket you got?
How hard did you have it? How bad could it be?
There's always one better, just wait and you'll see.
With memories embellished, a sight to behold.
Legends are born from stories they've told.
They'll say what they think if you give one a try.
There's plenty of coffee. It helps if you buy.
I've saved up a few that I can't wait to tell,
from that old corner booth I remember so well.
So, if you're ever in town, come by and we'll stop
by the "Liar's Bench" over at Joe's Coffee Shop.
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