On the table close to me there is a Disney book
Winnie the Pooh - Always Tell the Truth
Such is its full title and it is a small book
I wonder why the title, this call for perfection
Totally unreal, sometimes even harmful
To tell the truth one must have a tact
Most often when I tell someone the truth
They do not speak to me, they do not know me
They have important matters and have to go
Sometimes they even call me and ask for the truth
And sometimes I am tempted and always regret it
Since the truth is plain and clear
If they do not see it, it is because they do not want to see
And calling me they hope I will lie a bit
And in this way we will be both consoled
To make it till tomorrow