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Yet another Æsop fable from Project Gutenberg
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| A Peacock taunted a Crane with the dullness of her plumage. | |
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| "Look at my brilliant colours," said she, "and see how much finer they are than your poor feathers." | |
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www.gutenberg.org/dirs/1/1/3/ 3/11339/11339-h/11339-h.htm#THE_ PEACOCK_AND_THE_CRANE
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| "I am not denying," replied the Crane, "that yours are far gayer than mine; | |
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| "but when it comes to flying I can soar into the clouds, whereas you are confined to the earth like any dunghill cock." | |
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| What exactly is the moral of this one? | |
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| There isn't one, really, I just wanted to use the words "gay", "dung", and "cock" in one three-line fable. That ought to screw with the kids' heads, eh? | |
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