A Way With Words

The sentence I threw up
 Into a paper cup
 Was such a sickly pup
 When it died
 I'd tried and failed to muster
 The words to bring some luster
 To thoughts that now are dust-er
 So I sighed
 Well a way with words
 To something to which I would aspire
 Though a way with words
 Is usually the first sign of a liar
 The captivating calls
 The verbal golden balls
 The memory recalls
 With alarm
 How I should peeled the bandage
 From 'round the easy language
 You really saw the damage
 Done by charm
 Well a way with words
 To something to which I would aspire
 Though a way with words
 Is usually the first sign of a liar
 Oh, oh, oh, oh
 Oh, oh, ooh
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 The sentence I threw up
 Into a paper cup
 Was such a sickly pup
 When it died
 I'd tried and failed to muster
 The words to bring some luster
 To thoughts that now are dust-er
 So I sighed
 Well a way with words
 To something to which I would aspire
 Though a way with words
 Is usually the first sign of a liar
 Yes, a way with words
 To something to which do aspire
 But a way with words
 Is usually the first sign of a liar
 Liar, liar, liar