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The Woodman and the Serpent
One winter Woodman found Serpent stiff and frozen with cold
Woodman gently cradled Serpent to her breast
Serpent quickly revived from her warmth
As is his nature, Serpent sunk his fangs into Woodman's breast
A fatal wound
And Woodman whispered: Serves me right for pitying a scoundrel.
Amoral Tales
