SAID THE CUNNING SPIDER TO THE FLY, ‘DEAR FRIEND WHAT SHALL I DO,
To prove the warm affection I’ve always felt for you? I have within my pantry, good store of all that’s nice; I’m sure you’re very welcome–will you please to take a slice?’ ’Oh no, no,” said the little Fly, ‘kind sir, that cannot be, I’VE HEARD WHAT’S IN YOUR PANTRY, AND I DO NOT WISH TO SEE!’
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