Drinking to suck thirsty
Got to the crow
Underneath that bottle
Little water left
To rise above the water
In the frustration of
not being able to put pebbles
The crow rolled the
bottle and played
In the sun that began
to flutter and burn
It started to evaporate
a little bit
The water inside the
bottle
One day to the fox
With the power to
snatch the ‘vada’
The sun absorbing water
for itself
The crow looked up
And the crow's thirst
with bottled water
The sun was sucking and
drinking
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