Eat The Grass

A tramp decided he would shame Sardar into giving him some money, so he went on his hands and knees and began to eat the grass in Sardar's front garden.
Sardar stuck his head out the window and asked him what he was doing.
'I'm eating the grass,' said the tramp, 'because I am starving.'
'Come on in', said Sardar, " and I will let you into my back garden. The grass is much longer there. '