How A Fisherman Corked Up His Foe In A Jar

A fisherman lived on the shore,     (It's a habit that fishers affect,)     And his life was a hideous bore:     He had nothing to do but collect     Continual harvests of seaweed and shells,     Which he stuck upon photograph frames,     To sell to the guests in the summer hotels     With the quite inappropriate names!     He would wander along by the edge     Of the sea, and I know for a fact     From the pools with a portable dredge     He would curious creatures extract:     And, during the season, he always took lots     Of tourists out fishing for bass,     And showed them politely impossible spots,     In the culpable way of his class.     It happened one day, as afar     He roved on the glistening strand,     That he chanced on a curious jar,     Which lay on a hummock of sand.     It was closed at the mouth with a cork and a seal,     And over the top there was tied     A cloth, and the fisherman couldn't but feel     That he ought to see what was inside.]     But what were his fear and surprise     When the stopper he held in his hand!     For a genie of singular size     Appeared in a trice on the sand,     Who said in the roughest and rudest of tones:     "A monster you've foolishly freed!     I shall simply make way with you, body and bones,     And that with phenomenal speed!"     The fisherman looked in his face,     And answered him boldly: "My friend,     How you ever were packed in that space     Is something I don't comprehend.     Pray do me the favor to show me how you     Can do it, as large as you are."     The genie retorted: "That's just what I'll do!"     And promptly rentered the jar.     The fisherman corked him up tight:     The genie protested and raved,     But for all he accomplished, he might     As well all his shouting have saved.     And, whenever a generous bonus is paid,     The fisherman willingly tells     The singular tale of this trick that he played,     To the guests in the summer hotels.     The Moral: When fortune you strike,     And you've slipped through a dangerous crack,     Get as forward as ever you like,     But never, oh, never get back!