There were seven, and seven each,
Each with a different thing to teach.

Some were good and some were bad,
loving one could drive you mad.

Lust wanted Pride,
but she was too proud.

Pride wanted Envy,
but he was too loud.

Envy wanted Greed,
but he was to scared.

Greed wanted Gluttony
because he was all but bare.

Gluttony wanted Sloth,
so they talked on the phone.

And Wrath was left
by herself- alone.

There were seven others, and they lived above;
for they were angels and could not love.

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