The Frogs Desiring a King
Down in a marshy swamp surrounded by tall grass, a group of Frogs were living together as happy as could be; they went splashing about caring for nobody and nobody troubled them.
But some of them thought that this was not right: "Shouldn't we have a king to rule over us? And what about laws, shouldn't we have them too?"
So they set off in search of a king. As they looked high and low about the swamp, with not a whit of an idea as to what a king should look like, they heard a mighty splash behind them. "What could that be!" they cried. It was a large branch of a tree that broke off from an ageing tree overhead.
The Frogs were terrified by the sound that the object made but were much in awe of its size and strength. They all rushed to the bank to look at the horrible monster and shouted, "This is our king, this is our king!"
After a time, seeing that it did not move, one or two of the boldest of them dared to go close to the log. He even touched it. It still did not move. Then one of them jumped on the log and started to dance up and down on it, prompting all the Frogs to come and do the same.
This continued for many days till they got tired of it and stopped. Then they forgot about their King altogether. For some time the Frogs lived their usual happy lives without taking the slightest notice of their new King Log.
One day however, they decided, again, that this did not suit them. So they went about in search of another king: "We want a real king; one that will actually rule over us."
They soon came across a big Stork that stood tall in the marshy water and towered over them in a very kingly manner. "Sir, could you be our king and rule us with a firm hand?" they pleaded.
The stork not only agreed, but soon set to work gobbling them all up! The Frogs begged for mercy and shouted for help, regretting that they ever wanted to change they way they lived.
But it was too late.
Better no rule than cruel rule
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