Story and glory
This shattered urn collected by a curiosity
Was said could exchange for an whole city
Much inquiry found its way far back home
To a chicken farmhouse of adobe dome
Whence as a pickle jar, broken by the wife
Eventually it ended its eventful long life
Then an archeologist studied hard to learn
Its story and glory, connecting many a dot
as the King’s vase, his concubine’s ash urn
Then dug out and later used as a chamber pot