Crow is sitting on a bough, holding the cheese in her beak . Down Fox is running:
— crow, will you go to the polls ?
- no!!
Cheese falls down.
Crow sits and thinks:
- if I said "Yes", what would change?

A conservative crow would have eaten the cheese and told the fox.

Why silly liberal are you always trying to trick others out of there hard earned gain.

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A conservative crow would have eaten the cheese and told the fox. Why silly liberal are you always trying to trick others out of there hard earned gain.

A conservative crow yes, not so sure anymore about a republican crow.

A crow has four talons; three facing forward. Crows are extremely intelligent. The next time a fox asks that question, I suspect the crow will lift his foot, flip it over, and extend his middle digit upward in the time-honored three-finger salute.

Oops. I did not realize. In General, is this fable known in any way in English? Or some equivalent?



“Crow and fox”

The thought is known everywhere,

That flattery is bad and vile, but all in vain, -

The evil finds a corner in the heart again.

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A Crow’s got from God a piece of cheese somewhere.

And now, sitting on a branch,

The Crow’s going to have its tasty lunch.

But, lost in thoughts, the Crow keeps in beak

its booty.

Unlikely, a Fox is looking for a rooty.

She has been stopped by odour of cheese,

She stares hard upon the cheese, she’s caught by cheese.

The cheat is nearing the tree on its tiptoe,

She wags her brush not taking stare off the Crow.

She’s sweetly speaking to the Crow’s heart:

“My dear, you are so smart!

Your neck is nice, your eyes are vivid!

Who hasn’t seen – he can’t believe it!

What pretty feathers, lovely beak you have!

And voice of angel you undoubtedly have!

You sing without shame! If, such a pretty being,

You also, my friend, are expert at the singing,

“You’d be the King of birds, I’m feeling!”

The Crow’s now dizzy at the praising words,

With joy the breath is stifling in the throat,

As if in answer to the faithless Fox’s words

The Crow croaking with all the Crow’s throat.

The cheese is down – Fox with it runs homewards.