
“A liar goes in fine clothes, a liar goes in rags, a liar is a liar, clothes or no clothes.” Unknown
Golden Lies The lights went down, the gathered hushed, curtains off to the sides, a single light on centre stage, act two was underway, shadowy background figures danced opaque dalliances, while those closer frenzied and flailed while the naked one in the spotlight regaled his fine clothes, a suit of golden lies at his feet, an unnecessary guile. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
A different take on The Emperor’s New Clothes.
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Fashion is always playing a part in the game of liars. 😉 I had never seen a selfmade billionare walking down the streets in highclass fashion.. 😉 Michael
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O indeed, yes, 😉
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😉
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I’ve never thought of that, but I think you’re right!
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😉 It seemd to be, this way, Liz.Otherwise i love fashion things. Be well and stay save. Michael
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I say, throw a blanket over his hideous nakedness and remove him from the stage.
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I’m with that, great idea Liz.
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Oh I love this – the way you use words so eloquently – slamming home a truth with such style – how’s that book going????
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Very kind, ah yes, Covid-19 intervention.
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