Unreliable Witness

A witness, so unreliable, a tale, so hard to trust,

With stories, that are twisted, and a memory, that's unjust.

They spin, a web of lies, with a voice, that's smooth and sly,

And a gaze, that's steady, as they testify.

They're not to be trusted, with a word, that's false and light,

And a tale, that's twisted, with a purpose, to take flight.

For they'll bend the truth, to suit their needs, and cast aside what's right,

And a jury, will be swayed, by their unrelenting sight.

Their tales, are nothing, but a trick, of the mind,

And a manipulation, of the facts, they want to find.

For they've got an agenda, that they'll stop at nothing, to achieve,

And the truth, is just a hindrance, that they'll happily leave.

So beware, of the unreliable, witness, on the stand,

For their tales, are but a fabric, woven, by a cunning hand.

And trust, not the words, that fall, from their lips, so free,

For they'll lead you astray, from the truth, and the facts, that should be.