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THE EGG
Nasruddin earned his living selling eggs.
Someone came to his shop one day and said,
"Guess what I have in my hand."
"Give me a clue," said Nasruddin.
"I shall give you several:
It has the shape of an egg, the size of an egg.
It looks like an egg, tastes like an egg and smells like an egg.
Inside it is yellow and white.
It is liquid before it is cooked,
becomes thick when heated.
It was, moreover laid by a hen..."
"Aha! I know!" said Nasruddin.
"It is some kind of cake!"
The expert misses the obvious!
The Chief Priest misses the Messiah!
THE SONG OF THE BIRD
Anthony de Mello
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