Poem, Food Poisoning, Bad Song Ideas, Lobster Terror
Wrong Truck
August 28, 2023
I hum a song cru-sta-cea-an
both loud and to the point
do not anoint thyself in shells
food truck food poison swells
I sing then loud, of infamy
of sour lobster butter
my heart aflutter all the while
I grimly sickly smile
I weep the crab-leg melody
harmonious impure
then lay my head upon the beach
forever lost at shore
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