The warty frog and the prize goldfish met
one summer afternoon in the temple pool. "Don't you realize how beautiful
I am?" bubbled the goldfish flashing her wispy tail. The frog made no
reply.
"I can understand your silence,"
gloated the goldfish. "I am not only graceful in my movements but I also enhance
the golden rays of the sun." Again, neither answer nor movements from the
frog.
"Say something," demanded the
goldfish just as a waiting crane speared the sparkling fish and flew into the sky.
"Bye-bye," croaked the frog.
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