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Poem No. 36

The Lobster's Plea and the Crab's Point


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I want to be tickled pink;

not ripped apart in your sink!


You’re the cruel mobster

I’m a wild lobster…


Why can’t you humans

just THINK?


If I feel “crabby,”

it’s with a good reason!


You’ve no right to boil

me and flake me - to season!

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