The three bulls
Three bulls were always together for safety and might.
They always grazed in the same pasture day and night.
They weren’t afraid of wolves, they were not shy to fight
One day, however, they argued and one another did slight
They each went their own way, no longer friends but foes
Their unity was broken, they almost came to blows
They forgot the true adage, United we stand, divided we fall
A pack of wolves came, killed them one by one, ate them all
The evil wolf came and smiled in delight.
The bulls went apart from each other.
Seeing the bulls each alone, the wolf easily killed them one by one and ate them.