• I think I ought to keep a list
    of lies that I have told.
    For otherwise, they tend to twist
    and then, at last, unfold.

    These webs I spin are sticky, sir;
    they'll catch you off your guard.
    Getting in is tricky, sure,
    But getting out is just as hard.

    I have to watch my step for fear
    that I won't make it through.
    I'm in so deep that it's not clear
    what is and isn't true.

    But if I kept a list, you see,
    few issues would remain.
    These webs, at last, would leave me be
    with just my ball and chain.