I just wrote this one today and I think it's quite cute. Read and decide who you are in the anecdote.
Can you see?
Can you feel the breeze?
What? Where?
It's cold. It's bare.
There's a seal!
And it's a shimmering teal.
Sand's in my eye, dear.
I think I need a beer.
But we just got here---
It's ebbing and the crabs are near!
Oh, it's getting late;
we don't want to be the claw's bait!
~a.c.
1 comment:
Nice poem. You should've told me this blog earlier! Now I'll add this to my LIVE bookmarks.
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