Hermit Crab's Cushion
We hermit crabs ponder our grousing;
a crack in my shell needs espousing.
I spy a cigarette.
The filter, perfect fit
could it cushion my cleft in housing?
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2025
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