Recanting will be common exercise
Tomorrow, for the falsehoods of today;
It's not like we believe them anyway,
Except for those who stumble in surprise
To see, with sudden knowledge in their eyes,
That this is April First, April Fools' Day,
When bounds between the truth and lying fray
And honest men deceive with foolish lies.
Therefore tomorrow is a time to make
Clear all that went before, and sweep the air
Of all the jokes that lie a-mocking there
And reassure us we aren't on the take;
Or if we are, it is a day to hide
And never show a lying face outside.
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