Don was a big
baboon. He was a
bully.
He was the baboon
chief.
His followers gave
him a special cloth.
"I will wear this on
my head," said
Don.
"Everyone follow
my orders. Do not
question me!"
shouted Don.
So, the followers
followed their chief.
If Don jumped,
everyone jumped.
But the band on
Don's head was too
tight.
He touched his
sore head. The
baboons touched
their heads.
"This hurts," said
Don. "This hurts,"
they copied.
"This is too tight!"
"This is too tight,"
they copied.
Don fell down, over
a cliff. They all
copied him.
The baboon chief
died. His followers
were hurt, but they
lived.
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