TheFoxandthecrowOneday,acrowhadapieceofmeatinherbeak,andshesatinthetreetoeatit.“Mmm,It’ssodelicious!”Afoxsawthecrowandsaid,“Iamhungry,Aha,Iwantthatmeat.”Thefoxwalkedtothefootofthetreeandsaid,“Hello,MissCrow.Youlookbeautifultoday.”“Mmm?”shelookeddownatthefox.Thefoxsaid,“Yourfeathersaresocolorfulandyoureyesaresobright.”However,whateverthefoxsaidtothecrow,thecrowjustkeptsilent.“MissCrow,yourvoiceissobeautifulthananyotherbirds,”thefoxsaid.“Pleasesingforme,andIwillcallyoutheQueenofbirds.”Thecrowsmiledandliftedherhead.Shebegantosing,butwhensheopenedherbeak,themeatdroppedtotheground.Thefoxquicklyateit.“Yourvoiceiswonderful,”hesaid,“butyouarenotverysmart,Yougavemeyourmeat,soIwillgiveyousomeadvice:nevertrustanyonewhoflattersyou.”