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'Tis the voice of the lobster
I hear him declare,
"You have baked me too brown;
I must sugar my hair!"
As a duck with its eyelids,
so he with his nose,
Trims his belt and his buttons
and turns out his toes.
When the sands are all dry,
he's gay as a lark
And talks in contemptuous
tones of the shark.
But when the tide rises
And sharks are around
His voice has a timid, timid, timid,
His voice has a timid and tremulous sound.
'Tis the voice of the lobster
I hear him declare,
"You have baked me too brown;
I must sugar my hair!"
As a duck with its eyelids,
so he with his nose,
Trims his belt and his buttons
and turns out his toes.
When the sands are all dry,
he's gay as a lark
And talks in contemptuous
tones of the shark.
But when the tide rises
And sharks are around
His voice has a timid, timid, timid,
His voice has a timid and tremulous sound.

By Walter Slaughter
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