a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
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Showing posts with label lobster. Show all posts

Saturday, March 14, 2015

Lobster

Fresh cold water Atlantic
Sounded good
Until
I viewed the tank
Full of them
Backing away
With weapons banded
Helpless
I could not choose
And wasn't
Hungry
Anymore

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