“……how can we find our way?”
“How dare’st we go down yon slope?
“No footsie holds we seez, only tumblin’ rocks!”
Thus did Mistress Mouse and Rooster and Spottedty Goat all groan without hope,
As Rainbow Fly and Old Crow called to march on with pulled-up socks.
”Oh, weez has such nice clean bright Safe Room!
“Why weez even need to leave such sweet dear spot?”
Huddled in crooning more and more friends all a-boom,
E’en while Crook-Eye and Bush Nose pointed to new found slot.
“Oh, ye timid ones, ye anxious ones, look ye sharp round that first bend!
“Look ye close to find narrow way, twixt those rocks and thorns!
“For The One knows just the space ye needs to send
“Those toes and claws down so safely held like new-borns.”
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