A frog whip she thought beauty, that only in the battle best of all the quakers. He proudly lifted his head this our beautiful, from far away it is visible, from delusion, that a peaceful stork does not stand and he approached her, the frog swallowed quickly and beaked with beak. The other frogs without a dispute from the frog choir, the bushes quickly disappeared and from Stork were saved. That's his success let it serve as a lesson: "That little modesty does not hurt and remember it well! "