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Traditional rhyming poetry

The Crow and the Pitcher

This is a poem based on Aesop’s fable of the same name.

A thirsty crow was flying round
To see if she could find
Some water, when by chance she saw
A jug left by mankind.

The pitcher held so little, and
The neck was tall and thin.
The water was just out of reach.
She couldn’t get within.

The crow was thinking she would die
Without a little drink.
But then she made a clever plan.
(That crow could really think!)

She dropped some pebbles till they filled
The pitcher to the top.
The water level rose, so she
Could drink it drop by drop.

When in our life we have a pressing need,
Inventiveness can help us to succeed.

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