Happy Birthday, Roald!
Born today in 1916, one of the great children's authors ever
(More of his poetry is here)
I had a little nut-tree,
Nothing would it bear.
I searched in all its branches,
But not a nut was there.
"Oh, little tree," I begged,
"Give me just a few."
The little tree looked down at me
And whispered, "Nuts to you."
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