3 Miserly Men

P Pradip Chattopadhyay
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There was once a family of three miserly men Miserably miserly they were, spending money was such pain So when they had to travel for business to another state For the three they bought only a half ticket. The train arrived and they occupied their seats Forgetting they ought to have at least three tickets They sat comfortably cut jokes and laughed Very happy that the cost was reduced two-halved. Merrily chatting they didn’t notice the man in black coat Checking the tickets and marking off on his note They thought there won’t be ticket examiners on that line With a half ticket they could get away without having to pay a fine. The alarmed men planned fast they weren’t short of wit Two of them went below and one remained on the seat The checker came and when found below the seat two huddled men Asked the one above ‘for three a half ticket, how you that explain? ’ That man of clever think without a wink said ‘I can easily do, You too know it sir, it comes to half when one is placed above two’!

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