There was a boy call Tom and according to Tom’s mom,
He had a unusual trait, he could keep his face straight
As he would explain that he didn’t do with a sigh.
But Tom’s mom knew all along it was a lie.
So Tom join a club to show his stuff
Many step forward to call his bluff.
But they were soon dispatched as their tales did fall
And Tom stood proud, he had outlied them all
Tom step forward to claim his prize,
A magnificent trophy of substantial size.
Engraved on it for all to see,
To Tom, the Best Outlier Around.
Life, more than existence! 
Gotta love the rhymes! 👌
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Tom sounds heeee lar ious!
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You are not lying are you? Thanks.
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His mom doesn’t think so. She knows there’s no money in laying unless you’re a con man. Thank you for visiting and taking the time to comment.
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