A Work Of Fiction

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I went to a snail
To hear a tale
She said, "Dear, we don't make up stories 'round here."
So, I went to the stable
Perhaps the horse knows a fable
He said, "We don't embellish what we relish -- the facts."

Mr. Duck, do you know a creature with ribs that fibs?
"Only quacks."

Who needs fiction
When reality is so bitchin'
Who needs to smudge reality
When our history is so strange
Why bother to rearrange
Who needs to fudge actuality
Actually, who needs to tell a lie
Not I
Really, who need to fabricate
The State
Who needs to confuse
Do you

Is it possible to create fiction
Or, is "a work of fiction"
An oxymoron in our diction

I went to a monkey
To see if he knew any animal that makes up a story
So, he held up a looking glass
And, said, "Of course... the ass."

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