A foolish man cuts the branch on which he sits,
A foolish man cuts the branch on which he sits,
I can understand the proverb is wise,
Yet the foolish man never knows,
He can't ever be advised.
Foolish people will devour our earth,
Sometimes cutting the tree,
Sometimes fighting war after war,
Why waste paper and ink.
Of all the calamities,
That touch the earth,
Half are created,
Due to wisdom's dearth.
Yet how do the fools,
Climb up the stairs,
Putting the world in perils,
I can stare and stare.
8 The wisdom of the prudent is to give thought to their ways, but the folly of fools is deception
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