The Fox Crow

Fox once saw Crow fly off with piece of cheese in its beak and settle on branch of tree `That's , as Fox,' said Master Reynard, and he walked foot tree `Good-day, Mistress Crow,' he cried `How well looking to-day: how glossy your feathers; how bright your eye your voice must surpass that of other birds, just figure does; let me hear but one song that greet you 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 ground, only snapped up by Master Fox ` do,' said he `That was all In exchange for your cheese piece of advice future ' trust flatterers '