There was a young Cestrian youth <br />Who found difficulty telling the truth, <br />It happened so often, his friends had forgotten. <br />To give credence to anything he said <br />Then one day he needed, them all to believe him <br />He found that he needed a pound, <br />His lies had proceeded, the belief that was needed <br />For confidence at this request, <br />His friends they just sniggered, He found himself jiggered <br />And no one was found, Who would lend him that pound.<br /><br />Damian Cranney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cry-wolf/
