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THE WOLF AND THE LAMB
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Once upon a time . . . in the forest lived a wolf, known to be savage and
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ruthless. One day, feeling thirsty, the wolf went down to a stream, and as he
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drank the sparkling water, he saw a lamb drinking, further downstream. The
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minute he set eyes on the hapless lamb, he decided to make a meal of it. "A
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nice plump lamb! Fine and tender! Yummy! That will be deliclous! I haven't had
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such luck in ages! Now, I must find an excuse for picking a quarrel, so that
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nobody can accuse me of gobbling it unjustly!"
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Unaware of the wolf, the lamb was still happily sipping the water when it
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heard a deep growl from above its head.
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"You down there! You're muddying my drinking water!"
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The lamb gasped in surprise: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wolf, but I can t possibly be
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muddying your drinking water. I'm below you and the water is flowing downhill,
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not up!"
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The wicked wolf was taken aback by this reply, but only for an instant. He
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quickly hit upon another excuse to be angry. "I hear you went around six
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months ago telling people that I'm violent and a bully!"
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At that, the now frightened lamb began to tremble, and it replied in a tiny
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voice: "How can you believe such a thing, Mr. Wolf? I've never said a bad word
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about you! Indeed, I'll be able only to speak well of you in the future." To
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its relief, the lamb remembered that it could prove its innocence. "I wasn't
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even born six months ago! So I couldn't have spread gosslp about you."
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But the wolf was only interested in gobbling up his prey, so he hastily
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broke in: "Well, if it wasn't you, it was your father," and, pouncing on the
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little white lamb, he quickly ate it.
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Alas and alack! Innocence does not always save us from the clutches of a
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tyrant.
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