Once upon a time
in a jungle, there was a fox.
He was the leader of the skulk
would perform different feat when his friends would coax.
A new challenge was to reach a high bunch of grapes
to raise his own bar.
But having failed to reach them -
he declared - "The grapes are sour" .
Please stay back - don't leave just yet my friend
There's a twist in the tale and this is not just the end.
The vixens yelped that he had failed.
The poor fox despaired as he felt being nailed.
The fox decided to earn his reputation
to get back the respect after the plump.
So when his friends rested in the lair
he would practise high jump.
One day as the skulk watched in awe
He jumped and deftly grabbed the grapes.
He was now relieved to have
his critics look like apes.
But to his dismay he found
that the grapes were indeed sour.
He was now hopelessly bound
as - his smiling visage - was the need of the hour.
Having performed the improbable feat,
he had to pretend and eat
the sour grapes with relish,
an effort he could hardly cherish.
Having reached the top,
what others thought was "an enviable achievement",
he found - it was a bed of thorns
as he remorsed at his own predicament.
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