A jar of honey was upset and the sticky sweetness flowed out on the table. Yes, yes, replied the Monkey.Indeed, I do. I am with him constantly. Constancy! laughed the Butterfly. I had no sooner left you than I saw Zephyr kissing you. The poor Jackdaw returned sadly to his former companions. To find the thief I offered to sacrifice a fat Calf. Far into the sky he soared trying to shake off his enemy. The Beasts, too, had cause for fight. But he was generous and finally let the Mouse go. This he did so well, with a thousand funny capers and grimaces, that the Animals were carried entirely off their feet with enthusiasm, and then and there, elected him their king. The Wolf's song ended suddenly, and as he ran, with the Dogs at his heels, he called himself a fool for turning piper to please a Kid, when he should have stuck to his butcher's trade.
Be content with your lot.