One cannot shoe a running horse.
Jove but laughs at lovers’ perjury.
No bees no honey no work no money.
Let not turn fun to mischief.
Everyone speaks well of the bridge which carries him over.
On Saint Thomas the Divine kill all turkeys geese and swine.
The wood will renew the foliage it sheds.
The love of evil is the root of all money.
Charity sees the need not the cause.
We should talk while we are still alive. Kalenjin Kenya
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One cannot shoe a running horse.
Jove but laughs at lovers’ perjury.
No bees no honey no work no money.
Let not turn fun to mischief.
Everyone speaks well of the bridge which carries him over.
On Saint Thomas the Divine kill all turkeys geese and swine.
The wood will renew the foliage it sheds.
The love of evil is the root of all money.
Charity sees the need not the cause.
We should talk while we are still alive. Kalenjin Kenya