Mulla Nasrudin had just been visiting another village. Late night when he arrived home then he realized that he had lost his favorite copy of the Qur’an.
Several days later, a goat walked up to the Nasrudin house, carrying the Qur’an in its mouth.
Nasrudin couldn’t believe his eyes. He took the Holy Qur’an out of the goat’s mouth, raised his eyes heavenward and exclaimed, “It’s a miracle!”
“Not really,” said the goat. “Your name is written inside the cover.”
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