Poe
Edgar had a lobster tale
On Cape Cod’s shore was set
One fateful day he pinched a snail
Trapped in a fishing net
Poe
Edgar All ‘e knew at sea
Were crabs that made him fret
When finally he was set free
He fled from Cape’s inlet
Poe Edgar he was not a wimp
Upon this you can bet
Each day he dined on Jumbo Shrimp
The oxymoron set
Poe
Edgar toured the countryside
He crawled on swimmeret
On pleopod went far and wide
Untrawled and nary wet
Poe Edgar soon had food no more
No seafood could he get
So far from ocean’s bottom floor
With lobster traps and net
Poe Edgar searched for food to sup
Hitchhiked on truck and jet
Thought they said “SUP” but they said “UPS”
He’d find some dinner yet
Poe Edgar trekked as he had sworn
And he had no regret
For he espied vast fields of corn
In ear-ie tête a tête
They said, “It’s time for lobster, din,
The table is all set…”
Poe Edgar took a clobberin’
He’d thought he’d be their pet!
Poe
Edgar All’e never knew
His fateful tale was met
Claws he became a lobster stew
And then his tail was ETT!!
