I do not think I ever saw
A squirrel red before:
I do not think that I shall see
Another evermore.
I only saw that fair rare sight
Briefly, but I'll not let
My memory that creature fair
At any time forget.
It was a creature surely never
Equalled in its fairness;
The sight was made more precious, still,
Because of its great rareness.
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