</>In the papers Need read there was to be a big parade
but you had to wear a costume
and so Need
went to Duane-Reed
and said to the teller there
'I need (what else?) a costume'.;
The teller glanced to the right and the left
noticed his shabby knees
'Well, wha'd'ya wanna' be'?
'Truth-only Truth', said Need.
'Very popular this year',
'Quick, there's one left in aisle 3'.
Need then did
as he was bid,
and found it, truth to say.
In the same paper Greed read of the same parade.
'But what to wear', he wondered.
And so Greed
went to Duane-Reed
looked at the teller and said
'I am Greed (who else?) Give me a collar
now, for a dollar, or your dead.
The teller glanced to the left and the right
noticed his boutonniere and said,
'Well what do you want to be'?
'Something I've never been, before',
'Uh, Truth', she said, with a knowing glare,
'very popular this year'.
Excusing herself, she ran to the shelf
and pulled down Truth as per need.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem. Liked it. Great write.