As trade and business are collocated
with innovative ornaments
and made capable to bloom a wide smile
from lips to ears
on the stern face of my father-
a clever businessman,
so he was pompous to demonstrate
his flying colors
to me and my grandfather
‘’See, the change and enjoy it’’
tempting me to start
enjoying the positive changes cropped up
in the number of factories,
the quality of input,
the size of output and market
and above all
the figure of a bank balance
while my grandfather is depressed
looking at the same images on his mirror
the same fate of an honest partner,
the same long hanging tongues
of the clever partner and a wild fox
shaking their tongues with a dramatic laughter
and the same declining rate of share
for the candid partner
who felt good to regard his friend as a partner.
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