grass houses

There was once a village that was all grass houses. The only
thing of value they had was a butiful gold throne. They new the
tax collecter was coming so they had to hide it otherwise they
would have to sell it to pay for the taxes. So they hid it in
the rafters of the mayors house (his being the bigest) The tax
collecter came and saw they had nothing so he let them pass on
payin taxes. They were all relived but then the throne fell out
of hte rafters and landed on the mayor, killing him.
The moral of this story is; people in grass houses should'nt
stowe thrones