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Buddhist Temple Buddhist Rule
Buddhist rule
Buddhist temple
In the Buddhist temple🛕
if you run out with impatient
impairment, the door you enter in
becomes the door you just exited again.
A mad man walks in,
He walks in carrying a hot head.
The man; he's purple.
He picks up a cup of leaves 🍃
and pours in what's boiling over.
He then says,
I don’t understand
the cup the cup
complicates everything.
The Buddhist said
then empty the cup.
So the man takes
the cup 🍵 and pours
his brew onto the floor.
It's purple.
So then he starts crying
about clarifications
over the purple
leaves running after
what he thought he'd just lost.
The Buddhist remain laughing,
waiting for his mind to catch up
so they can offer him a cup for it.
Buddhist temple
In the Buddhist temple🛕
if you run out with impatient
impairment, the door you enter in
becomes the door you just exited again.
A mad man walks in,
He walks in carrying a hot head.
The man; he's purple.
He picks up a cup of leaves 🍃
and pours in what's boiling over.
He then says,
I don’t understand
the cup the cup
complicates everything.
The Buddhist said
then empty the cup.
So the man takes
the cup 🍵 and pours
his brew onto the floor.
It's purple.
So then he starts crying
about clarifications
over the purple
leaves running after
what he thought he'd just lost.
The Buddhist remain laughing,
waiting for his mind to catch up
so they can offer him a cup for it.
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