Monday, August 1, 2016

A Lion Prowling Through The Woods

A lion, prowling through the woods
In eager search of prey
By chance was caught within a net
An could not get away
He tried in vain to free himself
From this unpleasant house
When, Lo! From out its hole there crept
A tiny little mouse
It nibbled, with its teeth so small
The cords that formed the net
Till, one by one, the strings gave way,
And free the lion set.
This shows that we should no despise
The humblest thing that lives
The strongest at some time may need
The help the poor man gives…

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