2008-09-26 - tricks are for fools
As snow in summer as rain in harvest so honor is not fitting for a fool
As the bird by wandering as the swallow by flying so the curse without cause shall not rule
A whip for the horse a sling for the ass and a rod for the fool's pimpled back
Do not answer a fool according to his folly lest you become just as whacked
Answer a fool according to his folly lest he be wise in his own conceit
He that sends a message by the hand of a fool cuts off his very own feet
(you could say he shall live in de-feet)
(you could say he�ll suck sludge from his cleats)
The legs of the lame are not the same: so a parable in the mouth of "tools"
As he that loads ammo to hunt for dead game is he that gives honor to fools
As a thorn goes up into the hand of a drunk so is a parable in the mouths of fools
The God and Creator will surely debunk all those who break His basic rules
As a dog returns to his vomited meat so a fool returns to his folly
Have you seen a man wise in his own conceit?
There�s more hope for a fool�s abused collie
The lazy man says �There's a lion... There�s a lion out in the streets!�
As the door swings on its hinges so the lazy man turns on his sheets
The lazy man hides his hand on his chest it grieves him to feed his own face
The sluggard is wiser in his own conceit than seven presenting their case
He who just happens to be passing near and meddles with another man�s strife
Is like one that takes a dog by the ears � he has no regard for his life
As a mad man throwing bombs and death, missiles and weapons and traps
Is the man that cons his neighbor and says �I was only joking � perhaps?�
Where there is no fuel the fire gets extinguished
So where there�s no gossip contention gets relinquished
As coals are to the burning embers and wood is to the fire
So a contentious man remembers to kindle hatred�s desire
The words of a gossip are hurtful cutting deep and causing issues
Burning lips and a wicked heart are like silver toilet tissues
He that hates destroys with his lips and harbors deceit within him
When he speaks words sounding fair he�s only trying to spin them
In his heart the hater hides seven abominations
Though he covers them like an art it's exposed to the congregation
He who digs shall fall into the very pit he�s digging and he that rolls a stone uphill is crushed by its unrigging
A lying tongue hates its victims � those afflicted by it
And a flattering mouth works ruin (so don�t you even try it!)
[Proverbs 26 � paraphrased]
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