THE LITTLE RED HEN
MODERN VERSION
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Once upon a time, on a farm in Texas, there
was a little red hen who scratched about the barnyard until she
uncovered quite a few grains of wheat.
She called all of her neighbors together and said,
"If we plant this wheat, we shall have bread to
eat. Who will help me plant it?"
"Not I,"
said the cow.
"Not I," said
the duck.
"Not I," said
the pig.
"Not I," said
the goose.
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"Then I will do it by myself,"
said the little red hen. And so she did; The wheat grew very tall and
ripened into golden grain.
"Who will help me reap my wheat?"
asked the little red hen.
"Not I,"
said the duck.
"Out of my classification,"
said the pig.
"I'd lose my seniority,"
said the cow.
"I'd lose my unemployment compensation,"
said the goose.
"Then I will do it by myself,"
said the little red hen, and so she did.
At last it came time to bake the bread.
"Who will help me bake the bread!
?" asked the little red hen.
"That would be overtime for me,"
said the cow.
"I'd lose my welfare benefits,"
said the duck.
"I'm a dropout and never learned how,"
said the pig.
"If I'm to be the only helper, that's
discrimination," said the goose.
"Then I will do it by myself,"
said the little red hen. She baked five loaves and held them up for
all of her neighbors to see. They wanted some and, in fact, demanded a
share. But the little red hen said, "No,
I shall eat all five loaves."
"Excess profits!"
cried the cow.
"Capitalist leech!"
screamed the duck.
"I demand equal rights!"
yelled the goose.
The pig just grunted
in disdain.
And they all painted "Unfair!" picket signs and
marched around and around the little red hen, shouting obscenities.
Then a government agent came, he said to the little red hen,
"You must not be so greedy."
"But I earned the bread,"
said the little red hen.
"Exactly,"
said the agent. "That is what makes our
free enterprise system so wonderful. Anyone in the barnyard can earn
as much as he wants. But under our modern government regulations, the
productive workers must divide the fruits of their labor with those
who are lazy and idle,"
And they all lived happily ever after, including the little red hen,
who smiled and clucked, "I am grateful,
for now I truly understand,"
But her neighbors became quite disappointed in her. She never again
baked bread because she joined the "party" and
got her bread free.
And all the Democrats smiled. 'Fairness' had
been established.
Individual initiative had died, but nobody noticed; perhaps no one
cared.....as long as there was free bread that "the
rich" were paying for.
Bill Clinton is getting $12 million for
his memoirs.
Hillary got $8 million for hers.
That's $20 million for memories from two people, who for eight years,
repeatedly testified, under oath, that they couldn't remember
anything.
IS THIS A GREAT
COUNTRY, OR WHAT?

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