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 things and weather;

Must be taken in together,

To make up a year;

And a sphere.

And I think it no disgrace,

To occupy my place.

If I am not as large as you,

You are not so small as i;

And not half so spry,

I will not deny you make,

A very pretty squirrel track.

Talents differ all is well and wisely put,

If I can not carry forest on my back;

Neither can you crack a nut?