One October day, a Hen looked out her window. She saw an apple tree growing in her backyard.
"Now that is odd." said the Hen. "I am certain that there was no tree standing in that spot yesterday."
"There are some of us that grow fast," said the tree.
The Hen looked at the bottom of the tree.
"I have never seen a tree," she said, "that has ten furry toes."
"There are some of us that do," said the tree. "Hen, come outside and enjoy the cool shade of my leafy branches."
The Hen looked at the top of the tree.
"I have never seen a tree," she said, "that has two long, pointed ears."
"Thereare some of us that have," said the tree. "Hen, come outside and eat one of my delicious apples."
"Come to think of it," said the Hen, "I have never heard a tree speak from a mouth that is full of sharp teeth."
"There are some of us that can," said the tree. "Hen, come outside and rest your back against the bark of my trunk."
"I have heard," said the Hen, "that some of you trees lose all of your leaves at this time of the year."
"Oh, yes,"" said the tree, "there are some of us that will." The tree began to quiver and shake. All of its leaves quickly dropped off.
The Hen was not surprised to see a large Wolf in the place where an apple tree had been standing just a moment before. She locked her shutters and slammed her window closed.
The Wolf knew that he had been outsmarted. He stormed away in a hungry rage.
It is always difficult to pose as something that one is not.
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