A lie told often enough becomes the truth. –Vladimir Lenin
Just the place for a Snark! I have said it thrice: What I tell you three times is true. –Lewis Carroll
When you tell a story three times
it becomes the truth.
Assert it four times
you slam shut open windows and doors.
Spinning the false tale five times
kills every bee in its hive.
With the weight of six repetitions
tall buildings collapse and the sky rains bricks.
Singing the same song seven times
poisons every ocean, every lake.
If you mislead eight times
you blind everyone who’s survived.
When you deceive nine times
they believe it even in heaven.
Repeat a lie ten times
that’s it, it’s the end.
Sheila Wellehan's poetry is featured in Chiron Review, The Fourth River, Off the Coast, Poetry East, Tinderbox Poetry Journal, and elsewhere. She lives in Cape Elizabeth, Maine.