Jonathan Coulton - Furry Old Lobster
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When
I
was
a
young
boy
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I’d
fol
low
the
path
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Down
past
the
dunes
to
the
sea
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There
on
the
warm
san
dy
bea
ches
we’d
lie
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The
fur
ry
old
lobs
ters
and
me
268
They’d
whis
tle
and
squea
~l
322
As
they
ran
through
the
waves
356
So
sleek
so
fur
ry
and
fair
419
But
now
when
I
go
down
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To
see
my
old
friends
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The
bea
ches
are
emp
ty
a
~nd
bare
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Sing
hey
hi
dey
ho
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Where’d
the
old
lobs
ter
go?
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And
his
bo
dy
so
fur
ry
and
brown?
710
Sing
ho
hi
dey
hey
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Have
they
all
gone
a
way?
785
For
we
ha
ven’t
seen
ma
ny
a
round
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New
York
sends
a
mons
ter
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To
dar
ken
our
seas
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Cursed
be
the
day
that
it
came
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They
are
ug
ly
and
small
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And
not
tas
ty
at
all
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They
are
lobs
ters
in
no
thing
but
name
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They
don’t
smash
o
pen
clams
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On
their
bel
lies
with
stones
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They
have
nei
ther
whis
kers
nor
paws
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And
the
fur
ry
old
lobs
ter’s
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So
ea
si
ly
crushed
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In
the
grip
of
their
ter
ri
ble
~
claws
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Sing
hey
hi
dey
ho
1579
Where’d
the
old
lobs
ter
go?
1615
And
his
bo
dy
so
fur
ry
and
brown?
1682
Sing
ho
hi
dey
hey
1726
Have
they
all
gone
a
way?
1758
For
we
ha
ven’t
seen
ma
ny
a
round
1825
No
we
ha
ven’t
seen
ma
ny
a
round
1895
No
we
ha
ven’t
see
~n
ma
ny
a
round