When you are little and you've learned to read, and you've learned to write a poem all by yourself, you'd like someone big to put his arm around you and say, "Wow! Wonderful! You are terrific!"
Hamlet's pig family is more interested in supper than poetry. Sadly, he wanders off into the night woods with his book and his poems.
And there Hamlet finds something powerfully surprising. Something good and grand and terrific.
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