The fox and The crow

Eventually there was a fox that saw a crow flying off with an item of cheese in its beak as well as
clearv up pleasantly on a branch of a tree.

‘’That’s my food , because i am a fox’’ Master Reynard stated , while he was mosting likely to
the foot off the tree.

‘’Good day,Girlfriend you crow’’ he welcomed. ‘’just how gorgeous you are looking today ; how
shiny your softy plumes; Exactly how brilliant your eagle eye. I feel certain your voice mst surpass
that of various other birds ,just as your number does ;allow me take pleasure in one tune from you
that i may greet you as The Queen Of Birds’’