Once, a tiger invited a goat to visit a friend’s house. The goat happily agreed. On the day of their journey, they set off together. As they walked, they came to a dangerous swamp. The tiger, trying to act brave, said, “Friend Goat, you seem scared of the swamp! Don’t worry, you can go first!”
The goat didn’t want to look like a coward. So, he puffed up his chest and walked forward. But as soon as he stepped into the swamp, he got stuck in the mud. He struggled to get through. Meanwhile, the tiger walked around the swamp on dry land and stayed clean.
After the swamp, they reached some banana trees. The tiger said, “Friend Goat, aren’t you hungry? Let’s eat some bananas. You can climb the tree and give me the ripe bananas. You can keep the green ones for yourself.” The goat climbed the tree, picked the bananas, and gave all the ripe ones to the tiger. The goat was left hungry while the tiger ate all the tasty bananas.
They continued walking and saw a cobra on the path. The tiger said, “Friend Goat, look at that snake! You could take it home as a necklace for your daughter, and it wouldn’t cost you anything.” The goat hesitated. But before he could do anything, the tiger warned, “If you care about your life, leave it alone.”
When they finally arrived at the friend’s house, it was already late. They slept in hammocks side by side. In the middle of the night, the tiger sneaked out. He went to the sheep pen, killed the fattest lamb, ate it, and wiped the blood on the goat’s hammock before returning to sleep.
The next morning, the host saw the missing lamb and asked the tiger, “Did you take my lamb?” The tiger said, “Do you see any blood on me?” There was no blood on the tiger, but the host found blood on the goat’s hammock. Angry, he beat the goat, who barely escaped with his life. Since then, people have said that someone who is easily tricked is “like the goat.”
A few days later, the tiger invited a monkey to visit the same friend. The monkey agreed, and they started the same journey. When they reached the swamp, the tiger pretended to be brave again and said, “Friend Monkey, don’t be afraid of the swamp. Go ahead!”
The monkey, being clever, said, “You go first.” The tiger didn’t want to look scared, so he stepped into the swamp and got stuck. He struggled to get out while the monkey walked around on dry ground.
Later, they arrived at the banana trees. “Friend Monkey,” said the tiger, “climb the tree and pick the bananas. Give me the ripe ones, and you can keep the green ones.” The monkey climbed the tree, but instead of giving the ripe bananas to the tiger, he ate them all and threw down the green ones. The tiger was left hungry.
Finally, they saw the cobra again. “Friend Monkey,” said the tiger, “take that snake for your daughter’s necklace. It’s free!” The monkey wisely said, “Why don’t you pick it up yourself?”
When they arrived at the house, the monkey stayed awake to watch the tiger. In the middle of the night, the tiger sneaked out, killed a lamb, and returned to wipe the blood on the monkey’s hammock. But the monkey pushed the tiger just in time, and the tiger spilled blood all over himself.
The next morning, the host saw the tiger covered in blood and cried, “Now I know who has been stealing my lambs!” He beat the tiger, and the tiger barely escaped.
Once upon a time, a tiger, feeling all smug and confident, invited a goat to join him on a little adventure to a friend’s house. The goat, not knowing any better, wagged his tail and said, "Sure! Why not? Sounds fun!" So, on the big day, off they went—strolling through the jungle like two old buddies on a weekend getaway.
As they walked, they came to a big, gooey, yucky swamp. The tiger, trying to look all tough, puffed out his chest and said, “Ah, Friend Goat, you’re not scared of a little swamp, are you? Go on, be brave! You can go first!”
The goat, not wanting to look like a total scaredy-cat, puffed out his chest too and said, "Scared? Me? Ha! Watch this!" He took one step into the swamp and—SQUISH!—down he went, stuck in the mud like a goat-flavored popsicle. He flailed his legs, trying to get out, looking like a very confused ballerina. Meanwhile, the tiger strolled right around the swamp on dry land, whistling and not getting a speck of dirt on him. "Nice going, champ," he called back. The goat just glared.
A little while later, they reached a bunch of banana trees. The tiger, eyeing the bananas, said, “Mmm, bananas! Friend Goat, aren’t you hungry? How about you climb up and grab us some lunch? You can pick the bananas. Give me the ripe, juicy ones, and you can keep the green ones. Y’know, the ones that taste like rocks.”
The goat, already exhausted and hungry, muttered, “Oh sure, because nothing says ‘great meal’ like unripe bananas.” But he still climbed up, plucked the bananas, and tossed down all the best, golden ones to the tiger. The tiger stuffed his face, while the goat nibbled on his hard, green bananas, pretending to enjoy them. “Mmm... crunchy,” he grumbled, chewing miserably.
On they went, until—gasp!—there was a slithery snake, coiled up right in their path. The tiger, not missing a beat, grinned and said, “Well, well, look at that! Friend Goat, wouldn't that snake make a lovely necklace for your daughter? And the best part? It’s totally free!”
The goat blinked at him. “A snake necklace? Are you out of your stripes?” But before the goat could say anything else, the tiger added, “Or, y'know... if you like staying alive, maybe just let it be.” The goat nodded rapidly. “Yeah, I’m good, thanks!”
Finally, they arrived at their friend’s house. It was already nighttime, so they slept in hammocks, side by side, swaying gently in the cool breeze. But while the goat snored peacefully, the tiger was up to no good. Sneaking out in the middle of the night, he tiptoed over to the sheep pen, grabbed the fattest lamb, gobbled it up, and then wiped his paws all over the goat’s hammock before slinking back to bed. Talk about sneaky!
The next morning, their host, looking very upset, noticed the missing lamb. He turned to the tiger. “Hey, did you steal my lamb?” The tiger, looking all innocent, said, “Me? Do you see any lamb on me? Check me—clean as a whistle!” And it was true—no blood, no mess. But then the host saw the blood on the goat’s hammock. “YOU! You ate my lamb!” he shouted at the goat, who was still rubbing his eyes, not even fully awake yet.
“What? I didn’t—” But it was too late. The angry host gave the goat such a whack that he barely escaped with his tail intact.
A few days later, the tiger, feeling oh-so-smart, invited a monkey to visit the same friend. The monkey, full of energy and always up for fun, thought it sounded like a good time. “Sure, let’s go! What could possibly go wrong?”
When they reached the swamp, the tiger, pulling the same trick, said, “Friend Monkey, why don’t you go first? It’s totally safe. No mud monsters or anything like that.”
But the monkey wasn’t falling for it. “Nah, you go ahead, tiger. Show me how it’s done!”
The tiger, not wanting to look scared in front of the monkey, stepped into the swamp—and SQUELCH!—got stuck in the mud, flailing like a giant, stripy noodle. The monkey? He just skipped along the dry path, whistling a happy tune.
Later, they arrived at the banana trees. The tiger, still trying to act all smooth, said, “Friend Monkey, why don’t you climb up and pick the bananas? You can have the green ones, and I’ll take the ripe ones. Fair’s fair!”
But the monkey, being smart as a whip, climbed the tree, gobbled up all the best bananas, and tossed down the green ones to the tiger. “Here ya go! Hope you like your bananas crunchy!” The tiger growled in frustration, his stomach rumbling.
Finally, they saw the cobra again. The tiger, still trying to be clever, said, “Friend Monkey, wouldn’t that snake make a nice, free necklace for your daughter?”
The monkey, giving him a sly grin, replied, “Free? You can have it. Why don’t you pick it up?”
When they arrived at the friend’s house, the monkey stayed wide awake, keeping one eye on the tiger. Sure enough, in the middle of the night, the tiger sneaked out, grabbed a lamb, and tried to wipe the blood on the monkey’s hammock. But the monkey was ready! With a quick push, the tiger tripped, spilling lamb blood all over himself!
The next morning, when the host saw the tiger covered in blood, he shouted, “Aha! Now I know who’s been stealing my lambs!” He gave the tiger such a beating that the tiger barely escaped, yowling as he ran off into the jungle.
And that’s how, once again, the tiger’s tricks backfired. And the monkey? He went home with a full belly and a big smile on his face.
A tiger once said to a goat,
“Let’s take a trip, across the moat.”
The goat agreed, excited and proud,
Off they went, beneath a cloud.
They reached a swamp, dark and deep,
The tiger said, “No need to weep.
Dear Goat, you seem quite full of dread,
Why don’t you walk ahead instead?”
The goat, though nervous, puffed his chest,
Stepped in the mud, gave it his best.
But he got stuck in sticky mire,
While the tiger stayed clean, climbing higher.
Onward they went, to a banana tree,
The tiger grinned with wicked glee.
“Climb, my friend, and pick with care,
The ripe ones are mine, it’s only fair.”
The goat obeyed and climbed the tree,
He passed the ripe ones dutifully.
The tiger ate, full and glad,
While the goat’s stomach felt quite sad.
Then, on their path, a snake appeared,
The tiger whispered, “Have no fear.
A necklace it makes, shiny and bright,
For your daughter, it’s quite a sight!”
The goat was unsure, and paused in thought,
Before the tiger changed his plot,
“On second thought, don’t touch that thing,
If you value your life, let it swing.”
They reached their friend’s home, settled in,
Hammocks swayed beneath the wind.
The tiger, sly, crept out at night,
Seeking trouble, under moonlight.
He found a lamb, fat and sweet,
Snuck to the pen without a peep.
The tiger ate, then cleaned his paws,
And wiped the blood on the goat’s claws.
Morning came, the host was mad,
“Who took my lamb? It’s truly sad!”
No blood on the tiger could be found,
But on the goat, red stains abound.
The goat was beaten, chased away,
Left to escape another day.
The tiger laughed, his trick complete,
But his tale was not yet set in concrete.
A few days passed, a monkey came,
The tiger tried the same old game.
At the swamp, he said with cheer,
“Go ahead, my friend, no need to fear.”
But the monkey, wise and quick,
Saw through the tiger’s sneaky trick.
“You go first,” the monkey said,
And watched as the tiger sunk like lead.
At the banana trees once more,
The tiger tried his trick before.
“Climb the tree and share with me,
The ripe ones, oh so joyfully.”
The monkey climbed, but ate his fill,
Then tossed green ones down at will.
The tiger growled, his belly bare,
While the monkey chuckled in the air.
They found the snake, coiled and still,
The tiger said, “It’s quite a thrill!
Take it home, it’s yours for free,
A perfect gift for your family.”
The monkey smirked and shook his head,
“Why don’t you try it instead?”
The tiger growled, his patience thin,
As the monkey’s wit began to win.
At night, they reached their friend’s domain,
The tiger planned his trick again.
But the monkey stayed awake and sly,
Watching as the tiger passed by.
The tiger killed, as he had planned,
But when he wiped the lamb on hand,
The monkey pushed, and quick as a flash,
The tiger stumbled, with a crash.
In the morning light, the host did see,
The tiger stained as red as can be.
With anger fierce, the host did strike,
The tiger fled into the night.
Since that day, both far and wide,
A tiger’s tricks are not denied.
But wise ones know, with wit and cheer,
You’ll beat a tiger without fear!
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