Look at this pitcher br Once so full of liquid br br That stirred and painted a perfect picture br And quenched the thirst with flavors blended br While filling the glasses of those who lent it br Inspiring the artist far beyond intention br br Refuting what's far beyond retention br Giving all of what it had, for attention br Only to realize now what it's missing br Eager to get the liquids swishing br br Passing around to be poured into another's glass br That arrives in their digestive tract, only to pass br In the end, slithering down an unknown path br the pitcher reflects and is flabbergasted br br 'I took all this time to fill them up br but I myself am an empty cup. br I've quenched their thirst, br But I should've quenched mine first.