I know a man who's got a pebble.
he found it and he sucked it
during the war.
He found it and he sucked it
when they ran out of water.
He found it and he sucked it
when they were dying for a drink.
And he sucked it and he sucked it
for days and days and days.
I know a man who's got a pebble
and he keeps it in his drawer.
It's small and brown - nothing much to look at
but I think of the things he thinks
when he sees it:
how he found it
how he sucked it
how he nearly died for water to drink.
A small brown pebble
tucked under his tongue
and he keeps it in his drawer
to look at now and then.
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