The plain truth behind Zan’s 40 “donums” of land…
(Many years ago father and son were having a man to man talk…)
Zan's Dad: "We fled our land leaving behind my 40 donuts... damn those gavurs! "
Zanny: " We had THAT many???"
Zan's Dad: "Sure... sweater than sugar, finer than ice… ”
Zanny: “Sweet and fine??? I thought they’d be green!”
Zan's Dad: “Green? Well we had a few dotty ones…”
Zanny: “By Allah, it must’ve been the drought!”
Zan's Dad: “Err yeah… so what was that you were telling me yesterday about your teacher wanting to have a word with me in private?”