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Frozen silly feaster!
Sang the penguin on Midsummer's Eve.
Owly Spirit gets so low.
All summer long
Found themselves much put off
When the blizzard came along.
MORAL:
When I get cold,
I fancy a French summer —
A perfect summer
Where anything could do as a warm-up
Sorry for the national frost,
Such a hellish weather —
Slow death on the way!
NOTE: In the hope that Messrs de la Fontaine and Sirkis will forgive any deviation from their own words.
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