The shipwrecked man
Stood on the beach
Watching the waves roll in
His ship was gone
He was alone
There was no one to guide him
He searched the island
From east to west, north to south
Looking for another person
But utterly alone
He soon realized
That this island would be his home
So he started to work
He formed a plan
To solve some basic needs
He gathered some food
And set it aside
Against an hour of want
The food was not the gourmet style
They eat in Tokyo or France
But it would get him through
The sun was hot
And the rains often soaked him
So he decided to make a shelter
He gathered long straight poles
Lashing them together
And formed a crude hut
Soon he noticed that ants would come
And crawl on him while he slept
So he devised a way to elevate his floor
Using only what the island could provide
He worked on this shelter
Slowly, patiently he worked
After several years
A ship appeared
And the sailors marveled at the man
How could he have survived so long
By himself
With no help?
The man was pleased he'd taken the steps
That would prolong his life
And he showed the sailors his hut
They laughed him to scorn
At the crude details
Which the man had toiled at so long
While admitting it was comfortable
And kept out rain and sun
It was no Louvre or Taj Mahal
But said the man
Rising to his own defense
I had no tools with which to work
So I just did the best I could
Stood on the beach
Watching the waves roll in
His ship was gone
He was alone
There was no one to guide him
He searched the island
From east to west, north to south
Looking for another person
But utterly alone
He soon realized
That this island would be his home
So he started to work
He formed a plan
To solve some basic needs
He gathered some food
And set it aside
Against an hour of want
The food was not the gourmet style
They eat in Tokyo or France
But it would get him through
The sun was hot
And the rains often soaked him
So he decided to make a shelter
He gathered long straight poles
Lashing them together
And formed a crude hut
Soon he noticed that ants would come
And crawl on him while he slept
So he devised a way to elevate his floor
Using only what the island could provide
He worked on this shelter
Slowly, patiently he worked
After several years
A ship appeared
And the sailors marveled at the man
How could he have survived so long
By himself
With no help?
The man was pleased he'd taken the steps
That would prolong his life
And he showed the sailors his hut
They laughed him to scorn
At the crude details
Which the man had toiled at so long
While admitting it was comfortable
And kept out rain and sun
It was no Louvre or Taj Mahal
But said the man
Rising to his own defense
I had no tools with which to work
So I just did the best I could
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