A Saucer holds a Cup

A Saucer holds a Cup
In sordid human Life
But in a Squirrel’s estimate
A Saucer hold a Loaf.

A Table of a Tree
Demands the little King
And every Breeze that run along
His Dining Room do swing.

His Cutlery he keeps
Within his Russer Lips
To see it flashing when he dines
Do Birmingham eclipse

Convicted could we be
Of our Minutiae
The smallest Citizen that flies
Is heartier than we

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A Saucer holds a Cup