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A Rhymed Fable about One's Words
One bragged he could leap over mountains
the Other: that he jumped past the sky
This old bird flitting by and overhearing
loud noted that they were both 'lyin' to fly'
So upsetting was this smug appraisal
to the One bounder and his close Comp
that they chased down and grabbed the low flapper
and by his tongue tied 'im fast to a stump
Now, imagine this eerie situation
a Leaper, the Feathered, and 'Jumps'
three incompetent aerialists grounded
though only One's exactly real stumped
and although in no competition
for use of the adequate sky
yet there remains that cold distance between them
and they hardly can meet each other's eye.
Thus the MORAL of this odd composition
about circumstances even more bizarre still
is that when One gets careless with One's statements
One can bet that soon some Other fool will...