A pheasant was standing in a field chatting to a bull. "I would love to be
able to get to the top of that tree," sighed the pheasant, "But I haven't
got the energy."
"Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?" replied the bull.
"They're packed with nutrients." The pheasant pecked at a lump of dung and
found that it actually gave him enough strength to reach the first branch of
the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second
branch. And so on. Finally after a fortnight, there he was proudly perched
at the top of the tree. Whereupon he was spotted by a farmer who dashed
into the farmhouse, emerged with a shotgun, and shot the pheasant right out
of the tree.
MORAL OF THE STORY:
Bulltulip might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there!!!
able to get to the top of that tree," sighed the pheasant, "But I haven't
got the energy."
"Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?" replied the bull.
"They're packed with nutrients." The pheasant pecked at a lump of dung and
found that it actually gave him enough strength to reach the first branch of
the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second
branch. And so on. Finally after a fortnight, there he was proudly perched
at the top of the tree. Whereupon he was spotted by a farmer who dashed
into the farmhouse, emerged with a shotgun, and shot the pheasant right out
of the tree.
MORAL OF THE STORY:
Bulltulip might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there!!!
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