Once some zealous woodcutter who was so to speak a master of his craft made up his mind to cut down an ancient oak so that a mistletoe wouldn’t grow in it. In consequence of it now the bleak winds blow there where sometime was the tree. Well, certainly you may fight with an evil in the world but please let life alone.
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
A WOODCUTTER AND AN OAK
Once some zealous woodcutter who was so to speak a master of his craft made up his mind to cut down an ancient oak so that a mistletoe wouldn’t grow in it. In consequence of it now the bleak winds blow there where sometime was the tree. Well, certainly you may fight with an evil in the world but please let life alone.
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