A Poem by Thayne Whipple
The Hares and the Foxes (Aesop)
Sep 5, 2015
Upon the hares, an eagle preyed.
Each day, it seemed, a friend he slayed.
Each day, it seemed, a friend he slayed.
In council, they decreed “No More!”
And on that bird declared a war.
And on that bird declared a war.
But to fulfill their rash decree,
They lacked a winning strategy.
They lacked a winning strategy.
An ally they would have to bring
To beat this foe with claw and wing.
To beat this foe with claw and wing.
Unto the foxes they did plea:
“Combined we may win victory!”
“Combined we may win victory!”
The foxes being rather wise
Knew well the creature in the skies.
Knew well the creature in the skies.
And in their wisdom did opine
That they this skirmish should decline.
That they this skirmish should decline.
For ‘though the cause was just and right,
To wage this fight was not too bright.
To wage this fight was not too bright.
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Assess which foes your might can quell,
And always choose your battles well.
And always choose your battles well.
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