One man used to be very niggardly in everything. Charity did not do anything One day he is drying dry in a dry sun; It is said to eat all year.
At that time a crow flew and snatched a piece of meat. The miserable man pursued him. Two-and-a-mile chase did not get crooked.
Finally, when a river crossed the crow, the miserly said, 'Miser: Jah, I made the charity
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