The Shoreline of Old Casabay

The Casabay shoreline 
Rolled way far down south 
Where the crocodiles met with the sea 
And the gulls fly about 
Seeking salmon and trout 
To serve with their crumpets and tea 

Now the lanterns that lay 
By the picnic parade 
Where we all gathered and packed in a group 
Waiting for lemmings 
To jump from the cliffs 
Into pots for our mixed lemming soup 

Later that day 
When the sun ran away 
I watched 
As the moon rose on high 
We shook hands and hugged 
While we drank our last mug 
And bid bye as the day passed away 
By the shoreline of old Casabay
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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