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Come, come closer, Be not nervous!"
But "both the fish ran away,.. Disappeared into the deep waters
of the holy confluence, The sage's sermon remains Incomplete.
(Trans. by P. Machwe)
Prabhakar Machwe (1917-)
He brought a puppy first;
It grew up bold and ran away. He then had a few cats But gave them to friends, Then he kept some goldfish;
They died in the bowlo
Next a pair of parrots; one flew away
The other got picked up by the neighbor's cat.
But this habit of keeping pets
Was so strong
It wasn't lessened.
I hear nowadays he keeps a few men
What will happen to them?
(The neighbor's big bombs may kill a few)
Yet they will never lessen in number.
(Trans» by the poet)