The Ox and the Pig

Once the ox came back from the field

And saw the pig, eating from its rack.

His heart for fairness thoroughly appealed:

He made its mind to fight injustice back.

The ox pretended to be very sick:

His owner left him in the barn to rest;

He had no choice and took the carefree pig

To pull the plough with its fat chest.

The pig dragged itself back into the shed,

Covering íts rage behind a smile.

It told the ox what the owner said,

As he was talking with his neighbor for a while.

“If my ox does not recover in a day,

I’ll have to pull its knife”

Since then all wiser people say

The ox works for his life.