A Fisherman who had caught a very small Fish was putting it in his basket when it said:
“I pray you put me back into the stream, for I can be of no use to you; the gods do not eat fish.”
“But I am no god,” said the Fisherman.
“True,” said the Fish, “but as soon as Jupiter has heard of your exploit, he will elevate you to the deitage. You are the only man that ever caught a small fish.”
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