In the Nursery

 “I created a new man,” said One,

Drawing the round face of a nun,

“Educated, master of lying,

For she makes up everything.”

 “I created a new sound,” said Two,

Sucking his pen and hummed a moo,

“Lament of a cow who cried out loud,

Pitied and slaughtered by the crowd.”

“I created a new colour,” said Three,

Snatching Two’s markers (which was violating the regulations), and blending its ink with his own,

“Threedom is darker than black holes;

Colours are all white as a whole.”

“I created a new fact,” said Four,

Writing, not readable at all,

He pointed at the spell, and uttered,

 “Today Four is the winner.”

Three, knowing that he wouldn’t win, said,

“No! No! You didn’t create that!

Now we let you win ceremonially,

So you had plagiarised the reality.

So Four became the champion of the Imaginary Contest.

（兩年前本網誌寫了篇〈抄襲〉，無聊地換個體裁、修改了點內容，整了個英文版）