limerick about a lobster! — day four tiny poems… “The Lobster’s Dilemma”

all the seafood, ever at this place on the end of the pier

The limerick, a childhood poem form that my Uncle Spence taught me…he gave me Edward Lear at age 8.

For today conjures the funny!

The Lobster’s Dilemma

There once was a crabby old lobster

Who’d spent days in the tank fighting mobsters

As he punched with great glee

All the others did flee

No dinner was he, that wry fobster!





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