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Two rabbits like a hundred Zouaves, One day swore to be heroes.

They swore to strike a blow, And to render dead the old wolf.

To his lady each of them swears To bring back to them fur.

Each of them when leaving promises The tail to his son for a hat-feather.

They arrive, drum on head, To the thicket of the great beast.

Just then the wolf was returning, A tip of the tail was still visible.

The two heroes, like a single hare, Flee, and bring back... a fever.

The crow says to the frog: "What's that? What? What are you saying? Tell me!"