ONCE YOU READ THIS,
LEAVE NOW OR NEVER.
A butterfly and a butterfly
Flutter by and by.
Waking slowly into spring,
Drinking sunlight wing by wing.
...& cetera...
Three big leaves
Leave their trees.
They flock and they fly
And dance in the wind,
They drift and they whirl
And sink from the sky.
...& cetera...

Oldfox unwrapped it and read out the message in a low voice: ‘They may know; wait till white; keep one meal behind; until trees.’ ...

