A KID, returning without protection from the pasture, was pursued

　　by a Wolf. Seeing he could not escape, he turned round, and

　　said: "I know, friend Wolf, that I must be your prey1, but before

　　I die I would ask of you one favor you will play me a tune2 to

　　which I may dance." The Wolf complied, and while he was piping

　　and the Kid was dancing, some hounds hearing the sound ran up and

　　began chasing the Wolf. Turning to the Kid, he said, "It is just

　　what I deserve; for I, who am only a butcher, should not have

　　turned piper to please you."

　　In time of dire3 need, clever thinking is key

　　or Outwit your enemy to save your skin.