Poindexter Is a Catch
Poindexter was a squirrel with the weakest teeth.
He had broken most of the uppers and many down beneath.
How will you chop nuts and woo your bride some said?
So, he bought a huge axe; its color was a brilliant red.
He’s the most resourceful squirrel in all the woods.
The girls were smitten, many waved over their hoods.
Poindexter was not interested in any of them for you see.
He was totally in love with a turtle named Tweedle-dee-dee.
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