Friday, 22 July 2022

(21) The Fox and the Grapes

A Fox, just at the time of the vintage, stole into a vineyard where the ripe, sunny Grapes were trellised up on high in the most tempting show. He made many a spring and a jump after the luscious prize, but failing in all his attempts he muttered as he retreated, "Well, what does it matter! The Grapes are sour!"

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