The story of a foxy fox and a wacky crow

The story of a foxy fox and a wacky crow



 A Fox once saw a Crow fly off with a piece of cheese in its beak and settle on a branch of a tree.  That's for me, as I am a Fox,  said Master Fox, and he walked up to the foot of the tree. 


Good day, Mistress Crow  he cried.  How well you are looking today how glossy your feathers; how bright your eye. I feel sure your voice must surpass that of other birds, just as your figure does let me hear but one song from you that I may greet you as the Queen of Birds


 The Crow lifted up her head and began to caw her best, but the moment she opened her mouth the piece of cheese fell to the ground, only to be snapped up by Master Fox. That will do  said he.  


That was all I wanted. In exchange for your cheese I will give you a piece of advice for the future


 Do not trust flatterers.