slight shitshow

Of all the bugs in the sea, the lobster bears the crown;

The rising of the sun, the wheeling of the gulls,

Glooooooooooooooria Vagari locusta Glooooooooooooooria Vagari Locusta

Seagulls in the sky abiding Watching now for all they're worth "What has caused these crazed decapods To traverse the barren earth?"

Nephropidae keep their mysteries Frozen solid on the page Evermore their pincers clicking In percussive pilgrimage

It was Christmas Eve, babe, In the fish tank. A crayfish said to me, won't see another one. And then he sang a song, 'The Old Bay Seasoning”. I dreamed of the beach, babe, And got to reasoning. I'm gonna have some fun ‘Cos I’m the lucky one. I’m the last in this line And near the water. ‘Cos “Happy Christmas” Means lots of greeting, And lots more eating, So for us it just means slaughter. If I walk like a man And carry a fan, Then I can stay cool Between surf-line and pool. 'Cos if I get spotted Too far up the shore, It’s only drawn butter That’s waiting for me. You were red! I was blue, I looked nothing like you! I got out of the water Before it was hot. The chef’s knife was swinging, The hash it was slinging, So we nipped round a corner And into the night. Now the lads who go out fishing With their nets in Galway Bay Have all returned to port For Christmas Day. You’re a shrimp! You’re a wimp! You’ll evolve to a chimp, Lying there like a crab or a cod on a slab! You look like an oyster! You couldn’t be moister If it rained all the way from your face to your arse! But the lads who do the fishing From those boats on Galway Bay Have docked beside the pier On Christmas Day. You could be quite a dish, But so would any fish, With lots of flavoured creams Piped all around you. I’d rather swim, babe, Deep in the sea, babe, Just you and me, babe, We'll keep well clear of Mayo. And the lads who'd be out fishing In their boats on Galway Bay Are at home and getting drunk This Christmas Day.

Here's the original - warning, contains Language, Imagery, Poetry, Emotion, Adversity, Despair, Hope, Love, Implied Smoking and Artistic Monochrome.

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