One bright, sunny morning Fox trotted through the forest looking for his breakfast. His stomach grumbled as he darted under bushes and around trees, but he could not find anything to eat. He lay down to mope about his bad luck.
I will surely go hungry today.
After a while, Fox got up and kept walking through the forest. He looked under each bush. He looked around each tree. He still could not find anything to eat.
There is nothing to eat here.
A flapping sound caught Fox’s attention. He stopped and looked up. Crow sat on the lowest branch of a tree. Now, Fox had seen a lot of crows. It was nothing new. However, this crow had a large piece of cheese in her mouth.
Ah-ha! There is something I can eat for breakfast.
Oh, what a wonderful beak you have and big wings.
Good morning, Miss Crow. Oh, what a beautiful bird you are. Your feathers shine almost blue in the sunlight.
Crow did not answer. She kept her beak locked on the piece of cheese. Crow cocked her head to the side and fluffed her feathers. She did not answer. Fox’s flattering words made Crow forget to be suspicious. She also forgot about the cheese in her beak. She very much wanted to be called the Queen of all Birds.
I bet you have a lovely singing voice. I wish I could hear just one song. I would call you “Queen of All Birds” if you would sing for me.
Crow sang. The cheese fell from her beak and tumbled down into Fox’s mouth. He gobbled it up and smiled.
Thank you, Miss Crow. You do have a voice, but it is cracked.
Caw!
Crow watched Fox trot away. She closed her eyes and sighed. She would have to find something else for breakfast. The theme is don't believe everything you hear. Not everyone is to be trusted. The flatterer lives at the expense of those who will listen to him.