From: Ellen K. 

compliments of one of my cousins:

The Little Red Hen, 2005

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.

"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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