Once upon a time, a clever fox and a chatty monkey were strolling down the same road. They came across a big field full of grand, beautiful stone statues.
The monkey, with a twinkle in his eye, turned to the fox and said, "Do you see all these grand statues? They were built to remember my great-great-grandparents. They were very important and did many wonderful things."
The fox tilted his head, considered the monkey's words, then looked back at the statues. He stroked his chin, thoughtfully, before turning back to the monkey with a wise smile. "What a convenient tale you tell, my friend," the fox said. "After all, these statues can't speak up to challenge your words."
The fox then trotted away, leaving the monkey standing there, his mouth agape. The monkey looked at the statues, then at the disappearing fox. He realized then that it's easy to make grand claims when there's no one to prove you wrong, but that doesn't make it right. His cheeks blushed a bright red as he learned his lesson.
Once upon a time, a really smart fox and a super-talkative monkey were walking down a road. They saw a big field full of really cool, fancy stone statues.
The monkey looked at the fox with sparkly eyes and said, "See those awesome statues? They're like, statues of my super-duper great-grandparents! They were amazing and did really cool stuff. Maybe they invented the first-ever banana dance!"
The fox raised one eyebrow, like he was thinking super hard. He looked at the statues and then rubbed his chin like a detective in a movie. "Wow, that's cool, buddy! But you know what's funny? These statues can't talk, so they can't say, 'Hey, Monkey is making stuff up!'"
Then the fox started to walk away all fancy-like. "Gotta go! I have a playdate with a mouse who loves cheese!"
The monkey's mouth opened wide like he was going to eat a giant banana. He looked at the statues, then back at the fox who was leaving. That's when he got it: Telling big stories is easy when there's no one to say you're wrong, but maybe it's better to tell the truth. He started to giggle and his cheeks turned as red as cherries. "Oops, guess I got caught this time," the monkey said, scratching his head and smiling. And so, he stood there a little wiser, thinking maybe his next big story should actually be a true one.
Fox and Monkey, friends they say,
Took a walk one sunny day.
A field they found with statues grand,
Carved by a skillful, artful hand.
Monkey grinned from ear to ear,
"These statues honor those I hold dear!
My great-grands, they were the best—
Better by far than all the rest!"
Fox looked around with eyes so keen,
At each tall statue on the scene.
He scratched his chin, and then he spoke,
"A tale you tell, could it be a joke?"
"You see, dear Monkey, these stones can't say
If what you claim is true today.
For statues can't confirm or tell
If great-grands really did excel."
Fox waved goodbye and off he went,
Leaving Monkey to ponder what this meant.
Cheeks turned red, Monkey knew it's true,
Grand claims need proof, or else they're askew.
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