What a pity! Said a little boy to a greedy fellow.
He will rather drink urine than spend on water.
He will rather eat dung than spend on food.
He will rather die an illiterate than pay for school.
He will rather live alone than pay a bride price.
He will rather be drunk on alcohol than give a beggar.
He will rather help a prostitute than spend on wife.
He will rather loose his health than risk his wealth.
He will rather sell his hope than buy a rope.
He will rather loose his limb than stop to climb.
He will rather be useless than practice goodness.
He will rather skin a stolen goat than buy a coat.
He will rather be a dolphin than use a coffin.
He can never stop the pressure, since he lives on pleasure.
(Frauntezic studies Best poem of the year 2012.)
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