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(Without the rules of the art, whoever gets something right does so by chance.) This little fable, Be it good or bad, Has just come to me Quite by chance. Near some meadows 5 In my village, A Donkey was passing Quite by chance. There he found a flute That a shepherd boy 10 Had left behind Quite by chance. The animal went over To sniff at it, And gave a snort 15 Quite by chance. Into the flute The air made its way, And the flute sounded Quite by chance. 20 “Oh!” said the Donkey, “How well I can play! Yet they say a donkey’s Music is bad!” Without the rules of the art, 25 There are little donkeys Who get it right once Quite by chance.