Wow you virtuous nasty old man when I was hanging out with you at the mountain you didn’t teach me right thing. You see this world revolved around
virtue becomes vice and prudence is follyI deeply regrate that wasting my time deep deep mountain, kissing misty mornings their virgin mouths in a hard wooden floor, I was shivering as you told the “Way” to myself. Well after all but you vice old man you lie to me, you didn’t teach me the worldly word is all about vice and folly!
Well my Child without my teaching you ddin’t know the differences! The Monks says mawkishly
BTW: PS I get the above folly from here
