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In his softest voice, the fox
went on: ''What lovely eyes
you have. You don't seem to have a
single fault! You're
quitw perfect. ''The crow had never been flattered so
much in all his life. ''Though I
haven't heard your voice
yet,'' Went on the fox ''I expect that such a perfect
creature like yourself can have
nothing less than a
wonderful singing voice!''
The crow had, till then, been
blissfully drinking in the
fox's praise, but he felt a prick
of doubt at the sweet
words about his voice. He had never heard that crows
were fine singers! Of course,
being a very fine crow,
perhaps that meant he had a beautiful voice as well. The
fox could be right! And the crow
gazed down at the fox as
he said: ''Now then, king of the Birds, let me hear a
sweet song.
Throwing caution to the winds the
crow opened his beak and
taking a deep breath, loudly cawed: Cra,
Cra, Cra! The lump of cheese fell
through the air and the
fox caught it neatly in his jaws. ''I deserved that! ''he
told himself as he enjoyed the
tidbit. Then, licking his lips,
he again spoke to the crow on the
branch. ''Silly crow.
You're the ugliest bird I've ever seen, you
have the worst voice I've ever
heard, but most of all,
you're the most stupid bird I've ever met! And thanks for
the cheese.'' And off trotted well
satisfied with
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