Old Raven had a lunch of cheese. And sly fox did smell it in the breeze The fox looked up and sweetly spoke
O Raven, on your perch of oak. Your coat is black and your beak is yellow If only now your voice were mellow Yes if only your voice were mellow You`d be the fairest. Be the fairest Be the fairest, in the woods.
Ole raven overjoyed by praise And sure he`d earned it in all ways Breathed in deep and let a croak And dropped the luncheon from the oak
Snatchin` of this tasty prize Sly ole` fox was very wise To fall for flattery Good bird You know it`s vanity it`s vanity It`s vanity It must have hurt
Which lessened if you please undoubtably as with the cheese A bit too late the raven swore The road would never cheat him no more
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