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Crawdaddy

Crawdaddy, Crawdaddy! A true tale of woe. It’s into the boiling hot water you go. With spices a-pleasin’ Springtime is the season, And you’re the real reason For the beaches, you know. Crawdaddy, Crawdaddy! It’s off with the head. But I’m not a sadist; You’re already dead! Crunch exoskeleton, Split open the tail For one tasty morsel, Never does fail! Crawdaddy, Crawdaddy! You can’t eat just one; You’re up to your elbows Before you are done. Try as you may, You won’t get your fill, But you’ll keep on trying: A delectable thrill.

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Date: 3/26/2022 6:40:00 PM
a romping good read!
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Date: 3/26/2022 1:59:00 PM
Not a fan of crawdads, but lots of people here in Texas, love them. Enjoyed the lyric poem, Jeff. A poet friend in Texas, Bill
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Date: 3/26/2022 1:28:00 PM
We called them Mountain Lobsters! But, I never could bring myself to eat them. We played with them in the creeks, but never ever found enough to cook for a meal. Nice poem, Jeff.
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Date: 3/26/2022 11:56:00 AM
Lovely lyrics, Jeff, I can manage a hand full, or two, if you've got any going spare . . . ; )
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