I lie Katherine Thinkings and poems April 7, 2016August 1, 2016 1 Minute Where the bee’s sick there slip I. In the cow’s lip, hell is nigh. I lie,I lie,I lie,I lie. All truth is gone,I sigh Share this: Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email TweetShare on TumblrMorePocket Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Like Loading... Related Published by Katherine Poetry writer and author View all posts by Katherine Published April 7, 2016August 1, 2016