A troublesome crow seated herself on the back of a sheep. The sheep,
much against his will, carried her backward and forward for a long time,
and at last said, “If you had treated a dog in this way, you would have
had your deserts from his sharp teeth.” To this the crow replied, “I
despise the weak, and yield to the strong. I know whom I may bully, and
whom I must flatter; and thus I hope to prolong my life to a good old
age.
– Aesop
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