Inside the Lerkim, he stayed holed up tight.
The Once-ler would try to stay warm at night
With his final Thneed wrapped around his neck fast,
He’d close his eyes, see how long sleep would last
Against his eyelids, he saw the soft Fluff
And the Truffula Trees, he missed enough
Missed enough that his Thneed was his one care
And memories of the forest once there
Around his store, where the Bar-ba-loots grew
Eating tree fruit in their Bar-ba-loot suits
And the Swomee Swans colored the whole sky
The Humming Fish hummed their songs, in mind’s eye
Of the Once-ler, who longed for all to return
Whose heart in his sleep would begin to burn
At the sound of the alarm down the stairs
The Once-ler opened his eyes, tried to care.
He looks outside to the boy down below
And he gestures to his pail and old rope
In go fifteen cents and a rusty nail,
Shell of a great-great-great-grandfather snail
The Once-ler put them into the Snuvv hole
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