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Lobster Rhyme

Under the depths below the deep of this Atlantic Ocean live the lobsters that crawl and creep with an articulated motion. On the ocean that smells so fresh the boatmen cast their nets for lobsters' tender, tasty flesh which they'll sell to pay their debts. With a great catch this new season the boatmen head for home; the frozen lobsters give them reason to reach harbor and not to roam! In restaurants and sold at stores, the lobsters are enjoyed till all on New England's shores are full and over-cloyed.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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