Anecdote of the Jar

I placed a jar in Tennessee, 
And round it was, upon a hill.
 
It made the slovenly wilderness 
Surround that hill.
 

The wilderness rose up to it, 
And sprawled around, no longer wild.
 
The jar was round upon the ground 
And tall and of a port in air.
 

It took dominion every where.
 
The jar was gray and bare.
 
It did not give of bird or bush, 
Like nothing else in Tennessee.

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