“Surely,” said he, “it is better by far
To try my best to turn over that jar
Than to stand here in torture just dying of thirst—
If I don’t get a drink I am sure I shall burst!”
His strength insufficient he found it, of course,
To turn the jar over by using his force.
Then wise Mr. Crow sat him down for to think;
“I’ll have to do something to get me a drink!”
He suddenly started, exclaiming, “How queer
It took me so long—the solution’s quite clear!”