Goodness, there are so many wolves and dogs in this part B!
My favorite from this section is by Sir Brooke Boothby:
The Gnat and the Ox
Cries to an Ox a little Gnat,
As perch'd upon his horn she sat,
"My weight fatigues you, Sir, I fear."
Says Ox, ''I knew not thou wert there.''
It is simple and requires no thought. Just talks about a gnat that thinks he is heavier than he really is. I also like how it flows in a way that rhymes do. It's just a little sing-songy. This is the way I would write my Aesop's fable. I think the theme of this one would be something like, "you aren't as important as you think."
Caption: See the Gnat?
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