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A SHEPHERD, watching his Ass feeding in a meadow, was alarmed all of a sudden by the cries of the enemy. He appealed to the Ass to fly with him, lest they should both be captured.
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| Consarnit, it's the Enemy! Let's skedaddle or we're like to be captured! | |
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| Why should I, pray? Do you think it likely the conqueror will place on me two sets of panniers? | |
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| Then as long as I carry the panniers, what matters it to me whom I serve? | |
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In a change of government the poor change nothing beyond the name of their master.
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| You got me there! Forget I said anything. | |
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| Someday I'll get you to explain why hot babes in tight dresses are your enemy. | |
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