A lion prowling through the woods
In eager search of prey
By chance was caught within a net,
And could not get away.
He tried in vain to free himself
From this unpleasant house,
When, lo ! from out of its hole there crept
A tiny, little mouse.
It nibbled with its teeth so small,
The cords that formed the net,
Till, one by one, the strings gave way,
And free the lion set.
This shows that we should not despise
The humblest things that live,
The strongest may sometimes need
The help the poor man gives. |