One bright evening as the sun was sinking on a glorious world a wise old Cock flew into a tree to roost. By this time the poor birds' heads were in a whirl. But he had to leave his beautiful bushy tail behind him. Wise Judge Hornet quickly understood why they did so: They knew they could not build a honey comb and fill it with honey. He looked the Toad over very carefully. Mr. Toad, he said, I've been told that you cure anything! The Miller felt a bit vexed, but to be agreeable he told the Boy to climb up behind him. They had no sooner started out again than a loud shout went up from another company of people on the road. No one could deny that the dispute had been definitely settled.
Those who have plenty want more and so lose all they have.