Once two merchants became friends over time,

They planned a business trip to sell fruits, veggies and lime.

They discussed the number of carts,

And if they should go together or in parts.

The first man who believed himself to be very clever,

Thought, if he set off first, it would be better.

Inside his cunning mind,

A plan he devised.

The roads would not be bumpy,

And the cart would not be lumpy.

The good crop would belong to him,

And his bags would be filled to the brim.

The second man however,

Had a different plan whatsoever.

If his friends’ bullock carts went first,

His bullocks would not feel the thirst.

So, it was agreed.

And the first man set off.

His bullocks were freed,

And no one dared to scoff

The villagers informed him, of demons in the desert,

Full of sand and dust and dirt.

He ignored their warning, fell into the trap of the demons,

The next morning, he and his troupe were dead, the demons had won.

The second man left for the journey,

And he too met the demons, high and mighty.

But he recognized them and saved his troupe,

And that’s why one must be wise, not let themselves be duped.