The Snake in the Pot
There once was a poor snake that found an
old pot in the middle of the field and made it his home. After being homeless for so long, he reveled
in being able to curl up in his pot during bad weather and at night and hiss
and hiss and hiss to his heart’s delight.
Now
that he had a pot to curl up in, he went about each day joyfully looking for
food and frolicking whenever the mood hit him.
This went on day after day, week after week. And the best part was that when he got home
after a day out in the field, he could curl up in his pot and hiss and hiss and
hiss to his heart’s delight.
The
snake had never been happier in its life.
Nothing was more satisfying than to curl up in his pot and hiss and hiss
and hiss to his heart’s delight.
Then
one day when he came home from looking for food and frolicking, he discovered
that his pot was gone. He looked and
looked everywhere but, alas, it was nowhere to be found.
The
poor snake was beside itself with grief.
With no pot to live in, he was forced to sleep out in the open during
bad weather and at night, again. And because he
didn’t have his pot to return to, his forays for food weren’t as satisfying and
he never frolicked anymore.
But
perhaps the worst aspect of being homeless, again, was the fact that he was so
poor that he didn’t even have a pot to hiss in.
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