In
A
Court
Yard
Behind
The
School,
I and
Another
Fool
Fed
Metal
Scraps
Into
A
Crucible
To
Trap
My
Elemental
Form.
The
Flames
Orange
Hot,
This
Rubble
Began
To
Seethe
And
Bubble.
Avoiding
Grave
Trouble
We
Began
The
Pour
Into
The
Plaster,
Risking
Molten
Disaster.
After
A
Long
Cool,
I took
My
Trusty
Tool
And
Chipped
Away
The
Shell,
To
Reveal
The
Secret
I had
Meant
To
Tell.