When Sebastian snapped. “That fellow’s got clout.”
Jimmy sprang upright with a wild-scheming design,
“Clout? If he’s got some, we’ll track down mine!”
Then he raided the pantry's contents like a lout.
“It means influence, not gadgets you hammer or chop.”
“But for greatness,” Jimmy said, ripping up a box instead,
"I need something mighty, like the heroes in stories I've read.”
Then he tossed it aside for a skillet he snatched off the cooktop.
“You’ll cave in the tiles with that carnival clout!”
“But how do great heroes earn cheers far and wide
Without something mighty to brandish with pride?”
Jimmy crouched low inspecting each crack in the grout.
Then a saucepan took flight and exploded on the floor.
Sebastian just sighed with a long patient stare,
While Jimmy proclaimed, “The real clout is under there!”
Then he tripped on a mop chasing glory with a roar.
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