A man died leaving nineteen horses,
and a will saying half of it would go,
to his only son, one fourth to the temple,
and one fifth to his faithful servant.,
The village committee gathered at once,
scratched their head for the result,
Two weeks had gone with no solution,
then there came a sage with an equine.
The sage added his horse to the nineteen;
gave ten to the offspring, five for the divine,
four for the service and took his back,
the problem is solved with adding of God.
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