Treasure Island

maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

Fundamental of Liar Chapter XXXVII: Portion


there's man who gets big portion
then eats it without thinking
there's man who chews it slowly
and manage himself with that portion
there's man who wastes his portion
or saves for someone
but there's man who keeps it for himself
and with greedy heart wanting more

there's man who gets small portion
then eats it with pleasure
there's man who chews it slowly
and try to satisfy himself with that portion
there's man who doesn't touch it
so the others can taste it
but there's man who empties it
and without ashamed keep asking more

Submitted: Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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