Raymond Queneau, A Story as You Like It
Opopoï!  they cried when they opened their eyes.
Opopoï!  what a dream we dreamed!  A bad omen, said the first.  Yessir, said the second, that's a fact, and now I'm sad.  Don't worry like that, said the third,
who was the sharpest of the three.  We must comprehend rather than despair, in short, I will analyze it for you.