The mountain and The Squirrel

The mountain and the squirrel

 Had a quarrel,

And the former called the latter little prig.

Bun replied,

You are doubtless very big

But all sorts of weather

Must be taken in together

To make up a year

And a sphere.

And l think it no disgrace 

To occupy my plece.

If lm not as large as you

You are not as small as I

And not halt so spry.

I ll not deny you make 

 A very pretty squirrel track

Talents differ all is well and wisely Put

If l cannot carry forest on my back,

Neither can you crack a nut.