'You are not on the Road to Hell,'
You tell me with fanatic glee:
Vain boaster, what shall that avail
If Hell is on the road to thee?
A Poet praised the Evening Star,
Another praised the Parrot's hue:
A Merchant praised his merchandise,
And he, at least, praised what he knew."
Comments : A friend forwarded the first delightful delicious snippet to me (Thanks S), when I googled for it, I found the second too, had to share both. - Zen
