A certain woman had a hen which laid each day an egg.
So fine and large, she knew that she need never starve or beg,
So good a price did these eggs bring. But not content with that,
She thought the hen might lay her two, if she were doubly fat.
And so she fed her till she was as sleek as any ball,
But found she had so lazy grown, she did not lay at all.
This moral find we here. Your fortunes don't bemoan,
But when you're doing well, let well enough alone.
Source: Thummel: Aesop in Rhyme.
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