Early one morning
Heinrich, the six-year-old boy
gave a big scream
and came running out
op the bathroom.
There’s something in the loo
he said sacred
as if evil
was creeping out
of the sewerage system.
I went a to have a look
and behold a big healthy crab
were pinching with its claws
glaring with little eyes
into mine.
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