segunda-feira, 5 de dezembro de 2011

City on the dog

      A flea stopped in front of a house. A dog came barking to the gate. The flea said:
    -Good Afternoon, dog. Do you know a dog named ToTó?
    The dog stopped to bark and answered:
    -Yes. My name is Totó.
    The flea passed under the gate and explained:
    -Excuse me… I am going to visit  my friend that live in your hair.
     And before the dog had time to react the flea  jumped quickly and disappeared on his vast hair.   

   Texto: Osmar Batista Leal

    A versão em português desta fábula está no livro "Cidade das pulgas".


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