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The bear and the goat mother

by mohamad-taha-safan

There was a mother of goat She had three kinder She ordered them in hardness matter "Don't ever and ever open the door under Any raison Even one says she is your mother Wants to tell or has an order" They all agreed and she went for work There was a stranger Passed by the neighbor He was the greed bear He said to himself in whisper As he heard the kinder playing at higher Voice reflecting their cheer ,"these must be fat I will eat and lost my hunger" He watched the home three days with great hear He heard the mother telling that order After the mother went, he went there He knocked the door When one answered in clear He said, "I am your mother Open the door to have a fare" The first believe that The first forgot the order He opened the door at fast The bear was so hunger He took him out and ate at faster When the mother returned She found them had decreased When she was learnt She cried a lot On the following day, she ordered When she went, the greed bear came at fast The door was knocked He said, "I am your mother Open the door to have a fare" The second believe that The second forgot the order He opened the door at fast The bear was so hunger He took him out and ate at faster When the mother returned She found them had decreased When she asked She cried a lot On the following day, she ordered When she went the greed bear came at fast The door was knocked He said, "I am your mother Open the door to have a fare" The third did not believe that He ordered him to stretch his hand The bear forget the difference between his hand And the shape of the goat's hand The small goat said," Wait to get your hand kissed" He got a rope that was a strong And tided his with the stable rod The small kid called all neighbor While the bear screamed, mercy asked His mother was attended The bear was so hurt The mother stroke his trunk The swollen kinder were out They were so sorry They apologized to their omission They said," we learnt a lesson We will not forget forever" Obey your mother Obey your father They knew more, more They have more experience And know which intelligence is And which is carrying the worse
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the greed have been great suffer, to fill his hunger and greedy. obeying the parents as the knew more

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