Reading notes - King Chameleon and the Animals

Long ago all of the animals lived in peace. There was no ruler, so there was also no punishment to wrongful deeds. Eventually the animals all agreed it was time to find a king; someone who can punish those who do wrong. Many animals suggested they themselves become king, but no one could come into agreement. Eventually they decided a race is the best way to chose the new king. The hare was the fastest of the animals and reached the finish line first. However, once he go there the hare heard a voice! It was the chameleon! He had grabbed onto the hare's tail and changed colors to blend in. The hare was upset along with the other animals, but the rules stated the chameleon was king. The animals decided to leave the chameleon as they would not listen to him. 

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