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The Liar Next Door

John: Fred, I've won a jackpot!
Fred: John, a jackpot?
You must be the richest guy in town.
John: Yea, Fred, but I could need some helps
Fred: What sort of help do you need, John?
John: I need you to loan me some money,
When I catch my won I shall pay back.
Fred: O' John, you must be a liar next door!
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The Liar Next Door, by Endurance Ajodo 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 3 reviews.
Raksha Tiwari 5 months ago
Very nice
Endurance Ajodo 5 months ago
Thank you, Raksha!
Sonja Carnes 5 months ago
Awesome poem 
Endurance Ajodo 5 months ago
Endurance Ajodo 5 months ago
Nice poem!
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