Course Fees, Student: Nasrudin Poem by Raj Arumugam

Course Fees, Student: Nasrudin



Maybe, says Nasrudin
I should learn to play the flute

And so he goes to a master
and Nasrudin says:
I’d like to learn to play the flute.
What are your course fees like?

O, says the Flute Master
stroking his wide moustache:
A $100 each
for the first 3 lessons;
and just $20 for each lesson thereafter

O, says Nasrudin –
I’ll start with the 4th lesson, please

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