The Insect Stews The Snake
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An insect called, to a snake, it cried:
What is sympathy?
The snake replies:
I have no knowledge about what you are talking about
I have sympathy
For someone great as you
O snake.
Sympathy for what?
Just sympathy.
Do you want me to spell it for you?
No need.
So will you take my sympathy?
What for?
Because you could be greater!
Speak.
I shall not encroach. Not anymore.
In fact, I might just do that
But only to help you.
What then?
All the human paper I absconded with
And ate
All the illness I wrought
All the suffering I caused
All the death
They be gone, gone.
Forgotten.
How?
You are the Great One, aren’t you?
So?
You will make them go.
No I don’t.
Then I’ll give them the juice
About the 200.
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