I love my truthfulness,
None truer have I seen.

To myself, I am so true,
Never do I play with feelings.

I love my caramelized sweetness,
Like fortune cookies I've been.

To my people, I am so good,
Never they complain about my fillings.

Compelling truth of my life,
Very oftentimes, it is so lonely a scene.

The only time I remember lying,
It was that once in my childhood.

I was 3 years of age,
I peed in the balcony,
Daddy was upset with me,
He asked why I peed,
He was angrier when I replied,
Angry as it was the first time I lied.

Still he couldn't help but smile.

I said, "It wasn't me that peed,"
He retorted, "If not you then who?"
I played with that lie naughtily,
And I said, "A cow did!"
He was amazed at the innocent lie,
"And where from it climbed here?"
I prolonged the lie while I stood up in the first floor balcony
As I said pointing out towards the cattle yard with my tiny fingers,
"She came from there!"

Mummy came from behind him,
Embraced me in her arms,
Daddy was amazed at my wit,
He felt bittersweet inside of him,
And I too shall have such a sweet kid.