The Sybol Ox

WHO SPEAK TO ME AS FREIND BEHIND THE BUSHES THAT NEITHER RATTLES OR SHAKES WHEN HE SPEAKS. "ALL THE SRUBS OF THE GARDEN WISHES THE HENS TO LAY EGGS THAT THE FOX MIGHT FEAST ON THEM" SAID THE VOICE THAN I ASKED, DOES THE SHRUBS FEED THE HENS OR DID THE SHRUB BUY THE HENS THESE HENS ARE MINE. AND THE FOX SHALL HAVE KNOWN OF MY EGGS. THEN THE VOICE SAID, "MOLDS SHALL GROW ON YOUR WHEAT, AND FUNGUS SHALL GROW IN YOUR GARDENS THIS THE SHRUBS COMMAND THAT YOU DEFY THE WISHES OF THE GARDEN" WHO IS HIS AND STOP TRYING TO FOOL ME, THE MAN SAID, IBETCHA IT'S THAT HUSSY BLEU BELLE MAD CAUSE I WON'T DATE HER SISTER" THAN I HEARD," SILENCE !" " I'M THE VOICE THAT SHALL GUIDE YOU, PUT 40 EGGS IN A BASKET AND SIX GALLONS OF MILK, AND FLOUR, YEAH THE FLOUR AND THAN MIGHT YOU BRING HONEY AND YEAST AND FAT OF A MILKED COW, THAT THE FOX MIGHT EAT THIS TO APPEAZE THE GOD'S OF THE DIRT" SHALL THESE GODS' MAKE US FEEBLE AND STRANGE, AND OUR GROUNDS UNFERTILE? " AH YES"SAID HESITATING VOICE, THESE OFFERINGS SHALL HAVE YOUR GROUNDS TO BE WITHOUT MOLD AND BACTERIA, THUS THE GOD OF EXPIRATION SHALL MAKE ALL YOUR WHEAT'S STALE AND FUNKY." IN 1969 A GROUP OF CHURCH MEMEBERS DEVISED THIS SCHEME WHEN THE BOUISE THE FARMER WOULDN'T DONATE THESE GIFTS HE HAD PROMISED TO THE CHURCH. HE COULDN'T BECAUSE SOMEONE HAD PUT THE WRONG ADDRESS ON THE BOX, AND THE MAILMAN TOOK THE BOXES AWAY. THE CHURCHMEMBERS DIDN'T BELEIVE HIM SO THEY HID IN THE BUSHES AND USED NATIVE MAGIC HYPONODUST TO HYPNTISE THE FARMER INTO GIVING THESE GIFTS.