The ash-heap said to the woodpile
"I used to look just like you,
"But folks in the winters
"Made powder from splinters
"Buddy, I'm gray as a goose!"
The woodpile replied to the ash-heap
With just what he wisely discerned,
"You were had by a flame-
"My friend, it's a shame,
"But face it, you've really been burned!"