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Dipping deeply in the salt waves
Bushy tail, and then besprinkling
On the shore the gathered water.

Quoth the God, "What art thou doing,
Little gray, insensate Squirrel!
Dipping in the mighty ocean
Tail so insignificant?"

And the Squirrel meekly answered:
"Oh, Creator of all living,
Glorious Shiva! I am trying
To bale dry the Indian Sea;
For there came a furious tempest
Which laid low this lofty palm-tree
Where I built my happy nest;
And the palm has fallen seaward,
And the nest lies in the water,
And my wife and pretty children
In the nest will float away;
Therefore, all the night and day here,
Do I dip my tail and shake it,

Hoping, if I labor stoutly,