Once upon a time, there lived two rodents in a town. One lived in a
go down and was very happy there, feeding on the grain in storage:
the other lived in a lovely vegetable garden and was very proud of
the fresh food he got to eat everyday.
One day, the go down rodent wandered in to the garden and came
across the other rodent. "Hello there! What do you say to get my son
married to your daughter?" The garden rodent laughed. "Look at where
I live! In this beautiful garden! And you live in that ugly go down
with no fresh air. Why would I consider your offer?
The boastful rodent walked up and down his garden, rusting the
sugarcane stalks in the process. "Have you ever seen such fresh,
juicy vegetables and fruits? Will my daughter fined that in your
boring old go down?"
As the rodent babbled on, a vulture was circling the air above,
looking for prey. His sharp eyes caught the movement below in the
garden. "What's that?" the vulture thought, wondering if he had
found his lunch. He swooped a little lower to see what animal was
moving around below. The proud rodent continued to strut around,
showing off, while the other rodent listened quietly. "But I have
plenty of grain in my go down. Your daughter will be very happy
there," said the rodent, defending his home. "Pooh! Your grain
cannot compare with my delicious food and clean air. The sun shines
brightly here, and the blue skies are so pretty! Your dingy go down
will never have that!" As the haughty rodent continued his tirade,
the vulture circled closer and closer until he was nearly a few
yards away from him. Suddenly, he flew straight at the garden rodent
and grabbed him in his sharp beak.
The go down rodent shouted," where are you going? Why are you
leaving me behind?" "I am going to the king's place for a
celebration! Please take care of my house until I return!" said the
garden rodent not wishing to show that now he was mere prey.
The vulture thought, “what a silly rodent to say such funny things
even when he knows he's about to die!" Unable to contain his
amusement, the vulture burst out laughing. His beak opened and the
garden rodent fell out! Quickly, the lucky garden rodent ran into
his burrow, thanking his stars and vowing to talk less in future.
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