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Yet Another Æsop Fable Courtesy of Project Gutenberg
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| There was once a Groom who used to spend long hours clipping and combing the Horse of which he had charge, | |
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| but who daily stole a portion of his allowance of oats, and sold it for his own profit. | |
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www.gutenberg.net/1/1/3/3/11339/ 11339-h/11339-h.htm #THE_HORSE_AND_THE_GROOM
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| The Horse gradually got into worse and worse condition, and at last cried to the Groom, | |
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| "If you really want me to look sleek and well, you must comb me less and feed me more." | |
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| The moral, of course, is After you marry a woman, she stops caring about her looks and just wants more to eat. | |
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| This Groom must've got married in Indiana, if he couldn't tell his wife from a horse. | |
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