The fire

Amidst the dying flames of a fire,
Sat three men discussing the weather,
A farmer, a taxi driver and a stoner.

One bemoaned dry lands, praying for rain,
One wiped the frost off his mane,
One twiddled absently with his cane.

Then came a flash of lightning,
With it fell the heavens freezing,
And seeing this the flame died crackling.

The farmer danced joyously,
The driver groaned angrily,
And the stoner hid his pipe hurriedly.

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