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The Dormouse
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aquadecoco
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Date: October 08, 2007 05:55AM Â The Elf and the Dormouse by Oliver Herford
 UNDER a toadstool crept a wee Elf,  Out of the rain to shelter himself.    Under the toadstool, sound asleep,  Sat a big Dormouse all in a heap.    Trembled the wee Elf, frightened and yet         Fearing to fly away lest he get wet.    To the next shelter—maybe a mile!  Sudden the wee Elf smiled a wee smile.    Tugged till the toadstool toppled in two.  Holding it over him, gaily he flew.   10   Soon he was safe home, dry as could be.  Soon woke the Dormouse—"Good gracious me!    "Where is my toadstool?" loud he lamented.  —And that's how umbrellas first were invented.  The Mole Family reminded me of this, from my childhood. Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 10/08/2007 05:55AM by aquadecoco. Sorry, only registered users may post in this forum.
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