What am I saying? A poem

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I'll tell you my secret,
If you tell me yours,
You know not my past
and I know nothing of yours,
I wish to intrigue,
And hope not to bore,
I'll have to speak quickly,
Life is too short.

You don't have to listen,
Just walk away now,
I may be a fool,
Or a lying cow,
Maybe it's the latter,
Yes actually it is,
I've been stringing you along,
Taking the piss.

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