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Sprouting's Return

In springtime, when the hoarfrost melts
And robins are heard whistling shouts
Some animals who shed their pelts
Touch whose own skin and stop their thought.

(rhythm and such, i.e. seasoning, provided by A.A. Milne via Trojina)
 
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I think...if I'm not mistaken you are referencing this poem composed by Pooh Bear channelled by AA Milne
LINES WRITTEN BY A BEAR OF VERY LITTLE BRAIN

On Monday, when the sun is hot
I wonder to myself a lot: (55uc)
"Now is it true, or is it not,"
"That what is which and which is what?"

On Tuesday, when it hails and snows,
The feeling on me grows and grows (4.2)
That hardly anybody knows
If those are these or these are those.

On Wednesday, when the sky is blue,
And I have nothing else to do, (52.6)
I sometimes wonder if it's true
That who is what and what is who.

On Thursday, when it starts to freeze
And hoar-frost twinkles on the trees, (2.1)
How very readily one sees
That these are whose--but whose are these?

On Friday----



.....it never fails to amuse me. That's how great Pooh was/is. Timeless poetry.


I think we once tried to complete Friday... The casting suggestions for each verse are mine. I'm not sure Pooh was referencing Yi in this work, although I hope further research will, in time, verify my feeling that he was.
 

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