The fox trotted besides the village head as he waved to the crowd.
To get close to him, the fox tried ways and means.
Crying out loud for help like damsel in distress,
and all these to make him feel like a hero.
Carrying his water bag and make sure all his needs are taken care of,
just like the maid i have at home
Those lackeys close to him have their feet kissed by her,
so that they could put in a good word or two for her.
Pledging her loyalty and offering her support whenever the opportunity arises,
But liitle did he know that she was not sincere and she would run away in fear if he is in trouble.
Villagers who follow her and degrade themselves like her,
will stand to gain wealth.
Those who refuse to bow to her,
had their titles stripped.
But they firmly held onto their one and only hope....
that one day, the village head would no longer be in power,
and the fox would eat her humble pie
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