But, the lion perishes for lack of prey;
Bray, ray!
Does the wild donkey bray when it has grass?
Bellow, mellow, fellow, yellow!
Can flavourless food be eaten without salt?
But, a foolish man will be wise on the day that, a donkey's colt is born tame.
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I would like to translate this poem
very farce well thank you