Calamity the Uppity Clam-1

I found myself within a shell
Upon an oyster bed.
A wayward clam stuck out his foot
And struck me on the head.

Hit by this sea of insight
Pearls of wisdom, so to speak:
If  barnacles grow on your backside
That clam'll think you’re a geek.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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June 12, 2015 at 1:28 AM
Michelle, Congratulations on having your poem featured this week. SKAT love
Austin Avatar
June 9, 2015 at 11:21 AM
Love this barefoot bit of humor being selected for fame. Love you, Mikki. daver
Austin Avatar
March 26, 2013 at 7:53 AM
Do clams have feet? Well, they must, but they also must be very small feet. I suspicion you barely felt the blow because you were plastered. You must stop this drinking, Mikki. Love your imagination. Hugs, daver
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November 27, 2012 at 2:49 AM
Mikki, you mentioned your 'Calamity' work... so I've come to look! This is certainly very funny... I didn't realize that clams might be interested in my backside...in any case, I'll be on guard during my next stay at the oceanside! Terry
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September 1, 2012 at 11:31 PM
Seems like an admonition to avoid living a shelter life Miiki - sometimes I grapple with the notion and distinction between waiting to recognize opportunity and creating opportunity - thnks for getting me thinking again my friend - J.A.B.
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