Agapemoo Wrote:
Jun 28, 2012 10:43 AM
The Cicada (Greece) and the Ant(Germany et al) Cicada, having sung her song All summer long, Found herself without a crumb When winter winds did come. Not a scrap was there to find Of fly or earthworm, any kind. Hungry, she ran off to cry To neighbor Ant, and specify: Asking for a loan of grist, I rest my case.