Classic Poem

A Mouse, whose home had always been
Among the stubble and the green,
Conceived a friendship for a Frog,
Who lived within the pool and bog.
The sleek Amphibian one day
Enticed the foolish Mouse away;
And, with a string of water-cress,
His evil self he did address
To binding fast the Mouse's thigh
Unto his own upon the sly.
Then on the bank, a son of sin,
He croaked and dove jocosely in,
And down among the rushy roots
Methinks he squints and squats and scoots.
The hapless Mouse, as being tied
And never used to water, died;
And on the surface bobbed and floated,
With legs upturned and belly bloated.
A Hawk observed the morsel there,
And swooped and bore it off in air.
The frenzied Frog, as being tied
Unto the Mouse, he also died,
And added something to the feast
When Hawk had finished with the beast.

MORAL

Tie no one to you with a string,
And never do a wicked thing.