Hello, old friend, strange meeting you here,

this time of day.

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Yes, old friend, it is strange, especially, 

 as I was just passing your house, 

 and showed this friend here,

 about how badly you'd let your beautiful trees grow.

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Me, you say, me?

I worked my bones out of the grave

and give you beautiful trees

and this is what you do?

Your garden is a disgrace,

why don't you water the tops,

you lazy dog?

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Now, don't get so high handed

about a few trees,

I water the tops.

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You let the donkies eat the branches

and they eat my fruit.

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Not my donkies eat your fruit, old friend.

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Not yours, but you know whose,

he eats the fruit of my land and grows fat,

him and his family and children,

while I starve.

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You don't look like you starve to me,

old friend,

 but it's true , they are rich,

while we are poor.

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Still your trees are a disgrace

and may his donkies be cursed.

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 So be it, if so you say.

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So be it,  and you too.

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Well, you are alone.

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And you.

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Then until next we meet.

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Until next, if ever,

and may I never hope

to see your trees so disgraced,

a curse on all your donkies,

what it is to be poor man.