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.