Lobster Berries - Poem by John Keefe
It’s the funniest thing
you’ve ever seen,
when Lobsters are fresh
they’re always green, .
But when they are cooked
all juicy and dead
they change from green
to a very bright red
Now raspberries aren’t lobsters
if you know what I mean…
in case you’ve wondered-
they are red when they are green.
Think about it…
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