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Once upon a time there were three frogs. All of them wanted to be king, but no one knew which one was rightfully king. They argued for days until they agreed on asking someone to decide the problem. They asked a duck, but he just quacked. They asked a goose, but she just honked. They asked a mouse, but he just squeaked. Finally they came to an ass. "Mrs. Ass, who do you think should be the frog king?" the three frogs asked. The ass thought about it. "Well, it would only be right for the best jumper to be king," she stated. The three frogs nodded. So the three frogs had a jumping contest. The first frog jumped so high that he went to the moon. The second jumped so far that he landed in another country. The third just stayed there. "I win by default," he commented. The ass nodded. The animals crowned the third frog king and they all lived happily ever after. The End.
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