My Blue Cheese Is - King Prawns
When I see a king prawn in its shell
Some vomit I want to expel
This fish food I despise
With ten legs and two eyes
It’s really my idea of food hell!
I baulk when a king prawn is peeled
and that witchetty grub is revealed
It makes me feel sick
I look away quick
My disgust just cannot be concealed!
My Blue Cheese is Contest
Sponsored by Kevin Shaw
07/01/18
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