Neverending Thirst
Eating hundred sacks of grain won't satisfy my hunger Yet a day without rain made me yell to the Sky Playing all day bores me Yet learning for a mere night is Hell O, what ungrateful of a man!
The speaker admits to a habit that most of us share: wanting more and complaining quickly. In the first line, even a hundred sacks of grain can't fill the speaker's hunger, which makes appetite sound bottomless. Then the complaints pile up.
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