Because now he replies not
when you taunt
and you will feel perplexed
and you will be frustrated
because when you tell him bad
news, he moves not
because when you praise him he
will not smile
nor his breast heave with humble
pride
No, no, he will just watch; he
will just fall.
No. no, he will be silent even
though you crack
a joke that will burst the
sides
he will not move, he will not
speak, he will not give back
you will frustrated and nervous
yourself feel at his civilization
you even take from him, this or
that, or all, and he moves not.
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