Caveat: Poem #1975 “Snuffled”

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There was a mouse, down under the snow.
It hid in its small burrow, there.
A dog came along the road.
The dog's nose sought this mouse.
She pawed at the snow.
She snuffled close.
Still no mouse.
Paws clawed.
Snort!

– a nonnet.