| Morality Tale from Lyn
T'was late November and the birds that flew south for the winter had already flown, all accept this one little bird.
This poor little bird had been left behind. He knew that the weather would soon turn too cold for him to stay and he too
must fly south, all alone. Aaahh!
He began his long journey, but very soon he became lost. As he flew the weather turned colder and colder until eventually
ice began to form on his wings. Finally with his wings frozen, he fell to the ground.
The poor little bird fell into the middle of a freshly dropped cow-pat. Shame!
But soon the heat from the cow-pat started to thaw out his little frozen wings.
As his body warmed the little bird began to chirp a cheery song, happy to be alive.
The neighbourhood cat was near by and hearing the chirping came to investigate. He dug the little bird out of the cow pat. The bird thanked the cat, who promptly ate him!
The moral of this story is:-
Anyone who Sh*ts on you is not necessarily your enemy! and Anyone who gets you out of the Sh*t is not necessarily your friend!
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