This is about a little joke I have heard when I was a kid. So I won't take credit for the idea. I just expanded it into a story and turned it into a poem.
Four Friends
I have four friends, all with a good name,
All but one, desire the good fame,
They are the brothers who have no shame,
I call each, with a pretty little nickname.
Everyone is the biggest, the strongest one,
I asked him a favor, said he was chosen,
He thought for a jiffy, said he’s no crewmen,
Blew me away without a god damn reason.
Someone is the second, the busiest fellow,
I told him my plight and asked him to follow,
Said he is busy and told me to come morrow,
Disappointed I, vanished into the thin shadow.
Anyone is the cunning, the smiling man,
Went to see him whilst dreaming of my plan,
Result is the same, said he is a free-man,
I came back walking like a dead-man.
No one is the kindest, the generous lad,
Hearing my tale, his face turned sad,
Said, helping me would make him glad,
He saved me from going forever mad.
Of those four friends I held with dignity,
No one saved my faith in humanity,
Now I am happy for the rest of eternity,
Thus ends the tale of my own stupidity.
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Jay,Sorry for being late...I think this one is great....The way you rhyme...makes it sublime.....A lot of fun....very well done ;-)
looks nice and tidy, the choice of names is so crafty
A very challenging rhyme scheme and a tale that reminds us of what should matter above all. Well done.
Very nicely crafted and the rhyming couplets are a treat. I really enjoyed reading the joke that you turned into a poem.
Nice tale.....derived from a childhood joke
Great tale, just hoping no one will be my friend too
LOL, this is great man... ha haaa, I am gonna book mark this one. Thanks for turning your childhood joke in to a poem. ha haa, last stanza is super...
That's deeply philosophical and so well-written, Jayaruwan...says everyone....