Deep down I dream of nothing more than living on a boat (you don't play council tax and big blobs of unmeasured-water are fit.) Company is always good, and what better than a lovely marine pet...
OF A CRAB!
sourced from,
THE SEA!
(Really, crabs are pretty amazing creatures.)
*I will find you, i will find you,
pick you up, and take you into my boat...
I'd keep you happy, joyous and sweet too
and, make you a bed, a chair, and even a crab-coat.
...
And, if your claws got cold i'd sew you eight shoes,
red ones, or greens ones, oh! Whatever you choose...
I have bacon,
you love bacon.
I have bacon,
loads of bacon.
meaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat-treat!
so please don't scuttle away.
...i can always obtain bacon,
whole pigsworths of bacon.
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Hamlet feels unwanted - she's never leaving here now..
ReplyDeleteThat incident at the station; no 'Sorry!', just 'Ciao'.
She's been hanging upside-down since she came in the door,
I think something might've happened during that fall!
:/