Chapter Four

This chap, “Rag-rice”, he sure is a rag!

Into the vase of freedom from death, <j>polished and overflowing,

sufficient teaching has been poured;

the path to build up absorptions has been laid out.

Don’t nod off, Rag—

I’ll smack your ear!

You know no limit,

nodding off in the midst of the Saṅgha!