Once upon a time a crow was perched
on a branch, holding a piece of cheese
in his beak. A fox looked up and saw him.
His tummy rumbled. "Mmm," he thought
to himself, "I do love a nice bit of cheese."
Now the crafty fox,
who could smell that
walked up to the tree. He said in a sneaky voice, "Good day to you, Mr Crow!
How well you look today. I have never seen such
a silky set of feathers! And what a beautiful colour,
so luscious and dark. If all the other animals in the wood hadn't said
that you have a terrible voice I would have called
you the most beautiful and graceful of all the birds
in the wood. But it can't be true what they say,
I'm sure that your voice must be just as good
as your looks! Oh, if only I could hear it…”