Envy stood at the edge of the park
With her pudgy arms folded
Across her small chest.
She scowled at the children
Who sat in the sandbox
And left no room for her.
Lust kicked the grass
And shrieked at those kids
"I want it! I need it!
I must have it! It's mine!"
Greed pushed and shoved
The girl with brown curls.
She punched and bit
The arms of the boys
Until the sandbox was empty
For only her use.
