The Greediest Poem by Randy McClave

They drive to the donation box
To pick up food and shirts and socks,
Never do they ever make a deposit
Even when they have clothes in their closet.
They always claim a charity on their taxes
While on the beach him or her always relaxes,
And then when someone begs them for a penny
They of course always say that they don't have any.
They never donate to a charity
And they are vocal to that point with a clarity,
Sometimes you notice it is the greediest
Who acts like they are the neediest.

Randy L. McClave