A coal black Crow once stole a piece of meat. She flew to a tree and held the meat in her beak.
A Fox, who saw her, wanted the meat for himself, so he looked up into the tree and said, “How beautiful you are, my friend! Your feathers are fairer than the Dove’s. Is your voice as sweet as your form is beautiful? If so, you must be the Queen of birds.”
The Crow was so happy in his praise that she opened her mouth to show how she could sing. Down fell the piece of meat.
The Fox seized upon it and ran away.