The adulterous housewife
point fingers
at the prostitute down the street
How sluggish is the tortoise
said the snail
yet slow in her own little shell
The toad has no stool to offer
who preaches so?
The squatting jumping frog!
Devil on the pulpit
preaching repentance
with an unrepented heart
The log is in your eyes
let be my little sunshade glasses
you holy Pharisee
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