Lies

Oh, the woe—the agony—
A lie will put you through!
My friends will not stop asking me
For things I cannot do.

I lied: I make good mac and cheese
(Like this I'd have to prove),
So now they want the recipe
To see what they should use.

I lied: I bought an SUV
With tons o' cargo room,
So now they wonder when I'm free
To come and help them move.

I lied: I got a med degree
and now I'm really screwed!
My friend's in need of surgery
and saying no'd be rude.