Once upon a time there was a non-conforming sparrow who decided not to fly south for the winter.
However the weather soon turned so cold he reluctantly started to fly south.
In a short time ice began to form on his wings and he fell, almost frozen to earth, landing in a farm yard.
Just then a cow passed by and crapped on the little sparrow, the sparrow thought "This is the end".
But the manure warmed him and started to defrost his wings, warm and happy, able to breath, he started to sing.
Just then, a large cat came by and hearing the chirping investigated the sounds.
The cat cleared away the manure, found the little sparrow and promptly ate him.
The moral of this story is:
Everyone who shits on you is NOT necessarily your enemy.
Everyone who gets you out of the shit, is NOT necessarily your friend.
If you are warm and happy and in a pile of shit, keep your mouth shut.
Copyright Roy Dickason, October 2002 and April 2019.