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On top of my labour In the farmyard I often proffer you Milk, cheese, manure and hide To render grand Your life, Then how come You express Your gratitude With a knife?
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 10:17 AM UTC
Must Your Gratitude Be A Knife?
On top of my labour In the farmyard I often proffer you Milk, cheese, manure and hide To render grand Your life, Then how come You express Your gratitude With a knife?
A punitive measure may await one while expecting a reward. Like an ox or a cow.which in a developing country are used for ploughing purpose
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 10:17 AM UTC
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