“Happy Oyster-Catcher!”

I wished them a ‘Happy Oyster!”

they didn’t catch my drift;

they just stood upon the shoreline,

waiting for the tide to shift,

it reminded me

of the gulls I knew

when I was just a lad,

they treated me with ridicule

as I was such a cad.

	Words from a Lentil… on The Tigon and the Liger
	Meramolin B. on The Tigon and the Liger
	Meramolin B. on There was rain, then sun.
	Words from a Lentil… on There was rain, then sun.
	Meramolin B. on There was rain, then sun.