Robert Pettit Poet Rhyme

Oysters

You can eat them either raw or fried
Great flavor is something not denied.
Inside a shell is where they hide.
You have to swim deep in the sea.
In long beds is where they will be.
There the black shells rest on the sand.
It is quite a job harvesting them by hand.
Sometimes a pearl is what you will see.
A number of those pearls can make you money.

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Ellen Fahey March 8, 2011 at 3:19 PM I tried many times to like oysters because my big sister loved them, and made an art out of eating them! She made them look so good! However, I gave up trying to acquire a taste for them when I nearly choked to death on one! Oh well.... Ellen : )

Judy Konos March 8, 2011 at 2:33 PM You can also grill Oysters in the shell on your pit in real butter parmasen and minced garlic. Yum Yum...Now thanks to your poetry I have to go to the store...but it's Mardi Gras in New Orleans so everything is closed today.....Thanks...I enjoyed ...

Francine Roberts March 8, 2011 at 1:59 PM right up there with clams in the "things you can't pay me enough to eat" column, but a good rhyme despite the topic