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A sleepy Dormouse who had passed / The winter in her nest, / Hearing that spring had come at last, / Got up at once and dressed,
And, hastening from her downy house / To hail the new spring day, / She ran against another mouse / That lived across the way.
The shock was such, at first the two / Could scarcely speak for lack / Of breath. Then each cried, "Oh, it's _you! _!
Why, when did you get back?"
"I've only just return'd, my dear," / The sleepy Dormouse said, / "From Florida -- the winters here, / You know, affect my head."
"Have you, indeed? " exclaimed her friend.
"I'm glad to see you home.
I, too, have just returned -- I spend / _My_ winters down in Rome."
With many pawshakes then, at last / They parted -- each to say, / "I wonder where that creature passed / The winter -- anyway! "