There was once a sneering wife
who ate all her husband brought home
and lied about it.
One day it was some lamb for a guest
who was to come. He had worked two hundred days
in order to buy that meat.
When he was away, his wife cooked a kabob
and at it all, with wine.
The husband returns with his guest.
The cat has eaten the meat, she says.
Buy more, if you have any money left.
He asks a servant to bring the scales
and the cat. The cat weighs three pounds.
The meat was three pounds, one ounce.
If this is the cat, where is the meat?
If this is the meat, where is the cat?
Start looking for one or the other.
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