Day 2~ Over the Phone

Day 2's prompt was to write a poem that was made up of lies. Any of you out there from NaNoWriMo will recognize the Traveling Shovel of Death reference. I thought you would like that. ;) Enjoy!

She is happy here.
She loves him.
Of course I'm fine with that.
I'm not mad at her!
No, she's fine.
In fact, she's never been better.
She told me to send her regards.
That shovel in the yard? Oh, I was gardening.
Dark stains on it? It's probably the mud.
Strange lumps in the dirt, you say? I planted some bulbs earlier.
No, I didn't love her, what a silly thought.
I have no reason to be jealous of him.
Bye, now.
*click*
*redial*
And, in case you were wondering, yes, the Earth is flat.
*click*