A wolf once saw a crow sitting on top of a ram. "Poor ram!" he said, shaking his head and sighing. "And what a fortunate fellow that crow is, a bird born under a lucky star! No matter where that crow sits, whatever that crow says, whatever he does, nobody gets upset. But if I, a wolf, dared to sit on a sheep like that, everyone who saw me would start screaming and they'd chase me away, as if it's all for the good of the ram... but they don't chase that crow off the ram, do they?"
Inspired by:
Mille Fabulae et Una, a collection of Latin fables that I've edited, free to read online. I am not translating the Latin here; instead, I am just telling a 100-word version of the fable.
Notes: This is
fable 95 in the book, which is Perry 670.
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