"Wolves can out eat anyone ; Indeed at a festivity, Such gluttony second to none Almost ended fatally When a bone choked a wolf as he gulped what he ate ; But happily since he was inarticulate, A stork who chanced to hear him groan, Was besought by frowns to run and peer, And, ah, had soon relieved the beast of the bone ; Then, having done him a service, had no fear, So asked him now to compensate her. "Compensate ?" he inquired with bared teeth, "A humorist, I infer ! You should be glad that you draw breath. Thrust your beak down my throat and you somehow escaped death ? Be off. You are unappreciative; Shun my paws if you care to live." R/D : Gaston Kaboré · P : Direct et Différé · 5' · 35 mm · F · Coul/Col