by Rachel Hoyt
A farmer was pondering his crops,
wondering how much the drought would chop,
when appeared a man
with wands in both hands -
a drip who claimed he felt the drops.
The farmer refused to believe
the honesty of his blind weave
until his wand struck
a hydrant, by luck,
and he said, "Plant here - a tough sieve."
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to find water from somewhere other than The Man.