Timothy Mcguire Poet Rhyme

My Buddy the Crab

I took a walk with my buddy the crab,
The sky was dark and rather drab,
He was looking for a fresh fish to eat,
And I was trying to escape the heat.

As we walked I realized,
A crab in a pot is a great prize,

I took a walk with my buddy the crab,
The sky was dark and rather drab,
I was fixing a fresh crab to eat,
And he was trying to escape the heat.

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P.S. Awtry January 23, 2019 at 8:09 AM O this is clever! I really like the repetition in this short piece. It heightens the irony. Timothy Mcguire January 23, 2019 at 4:18 PM Thank you PS!

Line Gauthier May 15, 2018 at 7:09 PM LOL - so adorable. A gem, Timothy.

Jan Allison May 15, 2018 at 4:37 PM sure made me smile Timothy I can see the friendship was somewhat one sided when the thought of food came into the equation lol:-) hugs Jan xx Timothy Mcguire May 15, 2018 at 6:04 PM You are absolutely right! LOL. The longer they walked the hungrier he became...