A ram sat on a rock looking forlorn. His eyes searched the parched earth that had yielded very little vegetation as he murmured, “Woe is me!”
“What’s wrong?” asked the little worm who lived in a nearby tunnel.
“It’s going to be mating season soon and there are no ewes here. What’s a ram to do?” he asked.
The little worm looked up at the sky and saw a rain cloud rolling over the nearby hills. “I know,” she said. “You’re in luck!” Then she disappeared into the parched earth. Continue reading The Tale of the RAM and the WORM