The other day
I hear Pal conversing
with a manufacturer
who has huge stock.
bales and bales of cloth.
Pal listens to him with concern
spells out a strategy.
Taking the hand of his friend,
pressing gently with assurance
advises him to sell the cloth
for half the rate. The man
pulls his hand,
wild with anger shouts
You and your economics
how could this be possible?
will lead to straight loss’,
Pal tries to calm him down.
The manufacturer makes haste
else he would lose his head
what little sanity he has
will be lost if he continues
staying with Pal.
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