A Dry Tale

‘Twas the worst drought recorded (thanks bk!)
And dark was the day
When counties were listed 
By the USDA

As natural disasters
for crops, grain and men
Our Nation  would give the

Support once again

The wells had run dry
and the corn would all raze
And cattle were sold off
With nothing to graze

And in North Carolina

All Columbus asked why

their parched land was classified
as “Abnormally Dry“

No work for the weary

As they watch their leaves fall

And all of the county

finds their back to the wall

But then unsung heroes

they offered their might

to increase their water

and work through the night

Their families would struggle

to lessen the pain

They knew what to do

‘Til their streams ran again

Commissioners stopped them

Their wisdoms prevail

And put out a  bounty

30$ a tail.

Water-savers could help

but they don’t understand

they killed beavers ruthlessly

All through the land

So when your dry city

Sees its fields grow coarse

remember Columbus

Who killed the gift horse