You give an inch and people take a mile;
You show them kindness which they don't deserve;
Be lenient and time they try to while;
Forgive them and thine enemies, they serve.
You condescend; they think you are a clown;
You help them and they show ingratitude;
A villager is crazy after a town;
Be gentle and they turn to be so rude.
The virtuous man lands up wrongly in vice;
From venial sins, he commits mortal ones;
There is no one who takes free good advice;
The brainy child works less and turns a dunce.
You cannot judge people in simple ways;
You can't believe the human ayes and nays.
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