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The Woman & The Snake


You Knew I was a Snake When You Took Me In

One winter a Woman found a Snake stiff and frozen with cold. She had compassion and placed it in her bosom and brought it home. The Snake was revived by her warmth, and resumed its natural instincts and bit the Woman.  “Oh,” cried the Woman with her last breath, “This is what I get for pitying a snake.”

The greatest kindness will not bind the ungrateful.

A variation on an Aesop’s Fable  
  

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