The line “bốn mươi, mười” is not random. It mocks the bureaucratic absurdity: tax officials would count pigs one by one, recording numbers as if the pigs themselves were the enemy. The speaker ironically claims that raising 50 pigs is not for selling, but as a deliberate act to get arrested — because if you raise pigs without paying the tax (or if you refuse to hand them over for taxation), the colonial government will imprison you.
A masterpiece of Vietnamese satirical folk poetry — three seconds to recite, a century to unpack.
The numbers “bốn mươi” (40) and “mười” (10) likely refer to a total of 50 pigs, but the separation suggests a tally — perhaps a herd of 40 plus another 10, implying a large-scale, almost absurd accumulation. The twist: the speaker does not want profit or freedom, but imprisonment. This poem belongs to the genre of thơ trào phúng (satirical poetry) from the early 20th century, targeting the French colonial taxation system in Tonkin and Annam. One of the most hated taxes was the thuế lợn (pig tax) — a head tax on each pig raised by Vietnamese peasants. Tax collectors would count every pig over a certain age. To avoid the tax, poor farmers would slaughter or hide pigs before census day.
The line “bốn mươi, mười” is not random. It mocks the bureaucratic absurdity: tax officials would count pigs one by one, recording numbers as if the pigs themselves were the enemy. The speaker ironically claims that raising 50 pigs is not for selling, but as a deliberate act to get arrested — because if you raise pigs without paying the tax (or if you refuse to hand them over for taxation), the colonial government will imprison you.
A masterpiece of Vietnamese satirical folk poetry — three seconds to recite, a century to unpack. ta nuoi lon bon muoi muoi chi muon dem ta dua vao nguc giam
The numbers “bốn mươi” (40) and “mười” (10) likely refer to a total of 50 pigs, but the separation suggests a tally — perhaps a herd of 40 plus another 10, implying a large-scale, almost absurd accumulation. The twist: the speaker does not want profit or freedom, but imprisonment. This poem belongs to the genre of thơ trào phúng (satirical poetry) from the early 20th century, targeting the French colonial taxation system in Tonkin and Annam. One of the most hated taxes was the thuế lợn (pig tax) — a head tax on each pig raised by Vietnamese peasants. Tax collectors would count every pig over a certain age. To avoid the tax, poor farmers would slaughter or hide pigs before census day. The line “bốn mươi, mười” is not random