A Leaf on Lies

Write one leaf about the Portal cake.

Truth: the cake is a lie.

You're on the phone with your mom.

You're moving your hand to my knee.

You're holding a paintbrush.

You're riding shotgun.

You're buying my drink.

You're making lunch.

You're singing a song.

You're laughing at my joke.

You're saying sorry.

You're popping the trunk.

You're opening the door.

You're peeking out the window.

You're snapping your gum.

You're looking from the corner of your eye.

You're walking the grocery aisle.

You're leading me down the corridor.

You're talking about school.

The cake is a lie. The cake is a lie. The cake is a lie.