Sour Grapes

While moving, a hungry fox

looked above his head,

A vine with nice grapes,

ripe magnetic red.

Tried to reach them jumping,

They were ah ! too high,

When it seemed impossible for him,

He gave up with a deep sigh.

Said to himself by curling his nose,

"Not to waste time more,

So many things are there

who cares for grapes sour."

Men, who often fail in life

seeking wealth and power,

They used to say like fox

"grapes are really sour."