He filled his house with water pitchers (not another poem – yes another poem)
He filled his house with water pitchers
in hutches in every wall.
Lighting struck and started a fire
that engulfed every floor.
But as the shelves began to collapse
the pitchers would tip their spouts.
And the water pouring forth
would put the fires out.
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