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Poem No. 36

  • blacknessonseapoet
  • Apr 22, 2022
  • 1 min read

The Lobster's Plea and the Crab's Point


POEM

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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