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liddle lobster me.

I'm goin' sideways when I perish,
want to end up in a rock pool
in the sands.
I'll have a shiny shell
that I can cherish,
with two claws, fer my chores
not two hands.

Sharing my abode with thirteen rag worm
who'll confirm,
that it's sunny
by the sea,

We can wish mick the fish a happy birthday,
n the weather,
we can also,
guarantee,

Yes I’m goin' sideways when I perish,
to cherish my rock pool by the sea,
to squirm with the worm n embellish
another lifetime - as-liddle- lobster- me.

Obi

Last few words: 
Inspired by, The Goons. (I'm walking backwards for Christmas) (Also, an introspection on reincarnation)
Editing stage: 
Content level: 
Not Explicit Content

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Boiled alive! Teehee
Whilst I smile,

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Thank you.
Obi.

author comment

that brings to mind finding little fishes and crayfish in the rock pools of the streams and brooks around here. I like the child-like quality and think it would make a great little poem for kids! ~ Geez.
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A child like quality is fine by me. I'll take that over crusty ol' c*&nt any-day!

Cheers Gee.
Obi.

author comment

Hi Obi, what a quaint poem. It's for children as well as adults. I've had a good laugh. I hope you don't get boiled and served up at a posh restaurant...lol.
BTW, I love the sea, so that makes your poem even more enjoyable.

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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury

get familiar with my MOMS SMILES
There she will your company cherish
you will also smile obi

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