Just Enough Tears
A giant ogre came to town.
He found the house of Mayor Brown
and said, “I’ll tear your village down
unless you quench my thirst!”
The mayor cried, “We have a store.
Its shelves are filled with drinks galore,
enough to quench your thirst for sure!
Please drink up all you want.”
“The ogre drank up every drop,
enough to make one’s belly pop,
but no, not him, he would not stop!
When done he asked for more!
The mayor knew not what to do,
but just in time, the rains came through.
Folks filled up buckets old and new
and gave them to the beast.
He drank up all the rain that fell
then drained the water from their well.
The mayor was too sad to tell
when ogre was not done.
The mayor said, “Our well is dry,
The rain has rung out of the sky.”
Defeated, he began to cry
as did the people too.
A youngster had a useful thought.
He saw the tears; there were a lot.
He passed around some cups he’d brought
To gather all the drops.
From drinking tears dropped village-wide
The ogre’s thirst was satisfied!
He left to roam the countryside.
The boy, the hero now.
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