When night falls, at story-time, these are the tales they
tell.
They tell of the great snowfall -- The Big One – O what a time it was!
They tell it at length, and in loving detail.
And as each one succumbs to the tug of the tale, sinking
into snowdrifts of sleep,
their bunkmates in the burrow take up the
thread…
"It snowed and it snowed and it snowed and it
snowed"
"and
it snowed and it snowed and it snowed and it"
"snowed
and it"
"snowed
and" "it snowed"
"and
it"
"snowedandit" "snowedandit"
snowedanditsnowedanditsnowedanditsnowed…
snowed
snowed
snowed
snowed
snowed
snowed
snowed
.
. . . . . . .
[Scholiast to scholars:
The Urtext for this is “Piglet Entirely Surrounded by Water”.]
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