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Jun 2012
Diogenes is in his tub
in the street corner
and a servant of
The House of Vines
comes to him

'My Master,' says the servant
'bids you, Diogenes, dine with him
this Saturday night'


'I will not dine with him,'
says Diogenes
'Tell your Master so'

'And why is that?'
asks the servant
'My Master will want to know'

'Tell him,' says Diogenes
crawling back into his tub
*'The last time I dined with him
in his house
he did not express proper gratitude'
And here, dear jp, Diogenes says to me: You have done well. You may leave me now, and tell your other tales.
Raj Arumugam
Written by
Raj Arumugam  Australia
(Australia)   
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