Nasrudin’s friend visits him
and asks to borrow
his donkey for a day
Oh no, dear friend, says Nasrudin
moving close to his window
*My brother borrowed my only donkey
just yesterday…*
And just then Nasrudin’s donkey
brays aloud from the garden:
Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw!
But - says Nasrudin’s friend,
with a twinkle in his eye -
*I can hear your donkey in the garden!
I can hear your donkey!*
Ah, says Nasrudin, cool and at ease:
*Who’d you rather believe?
Me? Or a donkey?*
Aug 31, 2011
Aug 31, 2011 at 4:07 AM UTC
Nasrudin’s friend visits him
and asks to borrow
his donkey for a day
Oh no, dear friend, says Nasrudin
moving close to his window
*My brother borrowed my only donkey
just yesterday…*
And just then Nasrudin’s donkey
brays aloud from the garden:
Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw!
But - says Nasrudin’s friend,
with a twinkle in his eye -
*I can hear your donkey in the garden!
I can hear your donkey!*
Ah, says Nasrudin, cool and at ease:
*Who’d you rather believe?
Me? Or a donkey?*
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