The Shoreline Of Old Casabay Poem by Cecil (cj) Krieger

The Casabay shoreline
Rolled way far down south
Where the crocodiles met with the sea
And the gulls fly about
Seeking salmon and trout
To serve with their crumpets and tea

Now the lanterns that lay
By the picnic parade
Where we all gathered and packed in a group
Waiting for lemmings
To jump from the cliffs
Into pots for our mixed lemming soup

Later that day
When the sun ran away
I watched
As the moon rose on high
We shook hands and hugged
While we drank our last mug
And bid bye as the day passed away
By the shoreline of old Casabay