There was once a guy named Bob
Who sold corn-on-the-cob.
He was very poor
He needed much more.
He asked and cried and wept
To the men’s feet he crept.
They said “Bring us a bell
Crafted from the well.”
Bob crept with stealth
But then thought to ask for help.
First get me a pot from
Old Lady’s shop.
Alright said Lady
But first get me pit clay.
“If you bring me what I say” Pit said
I want water red.
When he went to sea
He met everyone’s plea.
He got money, invested wise
And now, you can see his prize.
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