The squirrel, his name was Vortex,
    Came out a bit perplexed
    From inside the round tree hollow…
    And his question-mark tail followed.

    Together, they added up,
    The result was c’ear-cut:
    One by one, on a string
    Ten beech-nuts start to sing!

    It was not any intention,
    It was just lack of attention?!
    One of the tree beetles, I think,
    Washed the stag beetle in ink!



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