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The Hen With The Golden Eggs
by [?]


To this lesson in greed,
Pray, little ones, heed:

Each day, we are told,
A most wonderful Hen
Laid an egg made of gold
For this meanest of men.

So greedy was he,
He was not satisfied.
“What is one egg to me?
I want all that’ inside!”

He cut off her head,
And began to explore.
But the poor hen was dead.
And could lay eggs no more.