Pretty Lies

 

I just bought new clothes... They're in a size I haven't worn

Since the days of long ago; before our sons were born.

It's the size I wore before I dated Mr. S.

Clothing sizes changed a lot in 30 years, I guess.

Please don't get me wrong!  I must admit, it was a thrill

When the zipper on the khakis zipped... But, even still!

This is not the body that I had when this size fit

Even if you factor in the saggy, aging bit.

Clothing manufacturers tell us a fairy tale

Easily disproven by the household's bathroom scale.

30 years ago, this size would not get past these hips.

('though that fact may not prevent some future shopping trips.)

Which, of course, is why they do it - tell us pretty lies.

It's more fun to purchase clothing in a smaller size.

But, I'll bet you anything, if I had vintage pants

In this size, the zipper on them wouldn't stand a chance.

Lies, Lies, and More Lies.

People tell each other lies and most of us get caught.

People lying to themselves (and who of us has not?)

We can always justify our lies if given time.

Think we've got it covered until someone drops a dime.

Lance and Manti Te'o - on a very public stage 

(Everywhere I look they're splashed across someone's front page)

Victims and the perpetrators caught up in deceit.

Facts in both their cases are still somewhat incomplete.

I am torn on this 'cause Manti Te'o's just a kid.

Kids are known for doing stupid stuff...  I'm sure I did.

Armstrong? Here, I find myself reminded of Claude Rains;

Shocked that Rick's  has gambling while raking in his gains.

Maybe we should let it go.  We know that both men lied.

Held a public hanging before anyone was tried.

Both now face a future in which neither one is trusted.

Lies can turn around and bite your ass...  And then, you're busted.