Tuesday, June 5, 2012


Once I said to a scarecrow,
"You must be tired of standing in this lonely field.
And he said, "The joy of scaring is a deep and lasting on, and I never tire of it."

Said I, after a minute of thought,
"It is true; for I too have known that joy."
Said he, "Only those who are stuffed with straw can know it."

Then I left him, not knowing whether he had complimented or belittled me.
A year passed, during which the scarecrow turned philosopher.

And when I passed by him again I saw two crows building a nest under his hat.

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Makasih banget nih dah mo mampir di gubuk ane ...,
Jangan lupa yee tinggalin jejaknya dimarih ...,
Jangan cuman liwat doang, corat-coret dong ahh dikit ajah, banyak jg kgak masalah, asal sopan ....