Little jewels from the sea
Make you weak at the knee
But there is a good reason
For having a season
When waters are cool
Months with “R’s” are the rule
Otherwise it’s not safe
Risking intestinal strafe
Eating oysters as raw
Is your gut’s coup de grâce
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Off-Season.”
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I am a scientist by trade and artist by soul. My creative outlet used to be dancing but due to injuries and age, I must now find another path. I am hoping my writing, poetry and photography can be this new path.
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June 18, 2015 at 4:46 am
I love it and I love oysters! Very clever poem…there is probably some oyster board/organization that would love to use this little ditty for their own promotion. It’s quite good!
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June 18, 2015 at 5:21 am
Thank you.
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June 19, 2015 at 5:42 pm
So alluring at approach, so unspeakable at departure. So is your off-time Thunder Down Under, DE. 😉 Great verse!
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June 19, 2015 at 5:50 pm
Thank you!
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