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Longer Narrative Poems

By Josie Whitehead

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(Adapted from an Aesop's Fable)

By Josie Whitehead

Clever Crow and the Pitcher

The scorching sun burnt from above
     And water disappeared.
For, animals and birds, oh dear!
     It was just as they feared.

There wasn’t anything to drink,
     And things were at their worst:
With streams and rivers drying up,
     So many died of thirst.

But crows, you know, are clever birds –
     And one crow was, that’s true:
He found a pitcher on the ground:
      Inside was water too!

But something there was very wrong!
     The pitcher’s neck was slim,
And, although he saw so much to drink,
      It wasn’t meant for him!

He couldn't get his head inside,
     So whatever could he do?
As he looked at the drink inside,
     His thirst just grew and grew.

So crow put on his thinking cap,
    As clever crows all do.
He sat and thought, and thought again,
     And then he had a clue.

He picked up stones from all around
     And dropped them through the neck,
And then the time came when he stopped
      And looked inside to check.  

He’d forced the water to rise up
     Until it reached the brink.
That clever crow, who’d used his brain,
     Had plenty now to drink.

We all have problems in our lives,
      But one thing must be plain!
Your problem will be quickly solved,
      If you but use your brain.

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