Notorious Cloud
Was sent to fetch water
on its back it, carried
more that its weight
reaching on mountain top
just before delivering
it staggered and dropped
that pot of water saying
“I cannot go any further
tired, hungry why bother”
The pot fell, broke into bits
and water poured on slopes
dry land wore drought ever
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