Axolotl
I brought home an axolotl
In a thin-necked ketchup bottle
Then I could never get the damned thing out.
I broke up with the mute Egyptian
Found his code was a crude encryption
Read the story of the life of a silent lout.
Waddlin' toddlin' down the track
End of the line and halfway back
Marry or bury me, I don't care
Fiddlin' a middlin' Irish aire.
Caribou smoked on a barbecue grill
Fed everyone from the curlicue mill
Then got stuck going home on the roundabout.
Copyright © Jessica Amanda Salmonson | Year Posted 2021
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