The Blue Fox and the Three Silly Ganders
The Blue Fox and the Three Silly Ganders Philip G. Ney He had them, then he sneezed. The wily blue fox had limped like he was mortally wounded to hide behind the stump. He had glanced furtively toward the silly ganders who, tied together by their left legs, waddled grandly if somewhat awkwardly toward the pile of power grain so temptingly spread beneath the trapping basket. It wasn’t hard for them to see the trap but they didn’t realize the danger because they were so tempted by the prospect of delicious power grain. The blue fox had silenced his well-disciplined children who...
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