[13 Folly is an unruly woman;
she is simple and knows nothing.]
14 She sits at the door of her house,
on a seat at the highest point of the city,
Folly makes her imitation of wisdom in form, but not in substance. She too takes the highest point in the city (cf. v.3), but she does not concern herself with the nourishment of her visitors. Neither does she “send out her servants,” as wisdom does, to make her invitation known – relying instead on temptation to draw them in. What good will come to those who visit her?