Mister squirrel amongst snow banks, an acorn found brings much glee.

Funambulate to winter’s stash across branched lanes of pine tree.

Demarcate the green ones from the brown and minis from the great.

Recipes must be just right in order to happily sate.

Miss squirrel will be coming by soon in her tail bushiest.

With this evening’s nut dish, hippocras will complement the best.

An epigrammatic greeting will charm her up, ears alert:

“The tales of our tails may start out nutty, but could fin’ quite pert.” ; )

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