Once upon a time, a stag was being chased by hunters. He was scared and needed a place to hide. He found a barn where oxen lived. He asked the oxen if he could hide among them. The kind oxen agreed and hid him under piles of straw.
Soon after, the barn keeper walked in to feed the oxen. He was a simple man who didn't notice anything unusual. He fed the oxen and left, not noticing the hidden stag. The stag felt relieved, thinking he was safe now.
However, one wise ox warned him, "Don't be so sure. The barn keeper doesn't notice much, but our master is very observant. He sees everything."
As soon as the words left the ox's mouth, the master walked into the barn. He looked around, checking on his animals and their surroundings. He noted small things that were not right. Then, while examining the straw closely, he felt the antlers of the stag. He uncovered the stag and caught him.
In the end, the stag realized that it wasn't enough to fool the less observant, because there will always be someone who pays closer attention to details.
In a far-off land, where hay was all the rage and cows were considered high society, a stag found himself in a hoof-pounding predicament. He was being chased by hunters with a sense of direction as reliable as a spinning top.
"Excuse me, hunters," the stag yelled back, "haven't you heard of GPS?"
With his heart thumping, he spotted a barn, filled with oxen who looked like they knew how to have a good laugh.
"Hello, fellows!" the stag panted. "Mind if I join the party? I've got some hunters chasing me, and I don't fancy being a wall decoration!"
The oxen chuckled, and one said, "Sure, but mind the straw, it's a bit tickly!"
The stag hid under the straw, making sure his antlers didn't look like something extra decorative.
The barn keeper shuffled in soon after, scratching his head and looking like he'd misplaced his own nose. He fed the oxen and scratched his head some more before wandering off again.
"Phew! That was close," the stag sighed.
But one wise old ox wagged his tail and warned, "Don't get too comfy. The master's coming, and he can spot a misplaced straw in a haystack!"
As soon as the ox said that, the master strode into the barn, eyes twinkling like he was ready for a game of 'I Spy.'
He looked here; he looked there; he looked everywhere. Then, his eyes landed on something. He reached down and felt the stag's antlers.
"Ah-ha!" he exclaimed. "Now, this isn't part of the latest barn fashion!"
Popping out of the straw, the stag said, "Well, you've got me! How about we skip the catching part and go straight to tea?"
And so, our stag friend learned a valuable lesson: you can fool some people, but there's always someone who's a little sharper! Next time, he promised to think twice before playing hide-and-seek with the master of 'I Spy!'
Deep in the woods, where the tall trees stood,
A stag was on the run, as fast as he could.
With hunters behind, and danger in sight,
He sought a safe haven, away from the fright.
By the meadow's edge, where the grass was so fine,
Stood a sturdy old barn, where the moonlight did shine.
Within it, the oxen chewed on their hay,
The stag pleaded with them, “Please let me stay!”
With hearts that were kind, they agreed to his plea,
And under the straw, as hidden could be,
The stag took a breath, his heart rate did slow,
Feeling safer than ever, under hay's warm glow.
The barn keeper came, with food in his hand,
Oblivious to the stag, in the hay where he'd land.
He fed all the oxen, then left with a stride,
The stag sighed with relief, in his straw-tucked hide.
But a wise old ox, with a twinkle in his eye,
Whispered softly to the stag, “Oh my, oh my,
Our keeper might miss, what lies at his feet,
But our master, dear stag, is not so easy to cheat.”
Just then, the master entered the room,
His eyes scanned the barn, piercing the gloom.
With a gaze that was sharp, and a touch so fine,
He found the stag's antlers, hidden in the twine.
Though hidden he was from a keeper's blind gaze,
The master's keen eye saw through every haze.
Though some might be fooled, and not see the signs,
Others, like the master, see between the lines.
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