King
Lion
called
the
monkey.
He
came
before
him
nervously
glancing
from
side
to
side,
rim,
rim,
rim,
rim.
“Monkey,”
said
the
king,
“why
did
you
kill
on
of
Mother
Owl’s
babies?”
“Oh,
King,”
said
the
monkey,
“it
was
the
crow’s
fault.
He
was
calling
and
calling
to
warn
us
of
danger.
And
I
went
leaping
through
the
trees
to
help.
A
limb
broke
under
me,
and
it
fell
taaa
on
the
owl’s
nest.”
The
king
said
to
the
council:
“So,
it
was
the
crow
who
alarmed
the
monkey,
who
killed
the
owlet‐
and
now
Mother
Owl
won’t
wake
the
sun
so
that
the
day
can
come.”