The grasshopper was hopping along when he saw a flower in distress.
“What’s wrong?”
“That thorny one is bullying me!” sniffled the flower.
“Can I help?”
“Oh I don’t know. She’s just so thorny and mean!”
Her petals drooped dramatically.
“Have you told her to stop?”
The flower seemed to perk up with brave defiance for an instant, but immediately deflated.
“What’s the use? I know she won’t.”
“Well, what about talking to her about it?”
The flower laughed bitterly.
“That never works.”
The grasshopper shrugged and just kept hopping along, wishing he felt sorrier for the plant, but couldn’t.
So good.
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