A writer's job is simple to write
White lies, turning black to white
Praising the bright daylight
Ignoring the facts of night
Make happy days from darkest nights
Never mention that granny died
Or daughter committed suicide
Again, and gave us all a fright
A poet sometimes has to choose
Whether to give honest reviews
Propaganda of the news
Grinning greens, or the old blues
Tell the children how I used to laugh
The good things any life can bring
No need to tell the other half
Hide newspapers under sofa seats
And make sure that they never meet
Anybody who's not sweet
Anyone who moans and groans
Is not allowed inside your home
And don't forget
People like pets
Grow forgetful, cross and fretful
When they're ill, don't pay their bills
Restaurants ask
please hate us
On Tripadviser
Italics typo for rate us
we must rate you
very subtly say we hate you
I'll reword my angry letter
Simply say, you could do better
Candid comments, when times are fraught
Talleyrand said, as my mother taught
Words are there to hide your thoughts
To make sure you do not get caught.
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