LOCAL MERCHANT ATTACKED ON SHARP’S WHARF!
It was 9 o’clock on a moon-lit
night
when we heard the anguished cry.
A merchant attacked by his
featured fare,
as Kay Tucker and I passed by.
The scene of the crime was
Sharp’s Wharf,
the victim was Lobster Stu.
The suspect escaped in the waning
light,
A bloody glove was our only
clue...
It seems a crustacean selected
took umbrage with his fate for
the night.
So he pinched Lobster Stu on the
finger.
As he dropped to the deck, he
took flight.
As the wound and the pain caused
commotion,
the assailant headed straight for
the sea.
To the harbor and then to the
ocean
as the lobster, on the lamb, did
flee.
A posse was formed in an instant.
They were witty and quick on
their feet.
Sam Yorty and Kay Tucker were
aided
by a FULL MOON over Bayview
Street.
He was stopped on the dock
looking guilty
as they blocked, he looked ready
to “Dodge”.
As Stu picked him up, it was our
turn to sup,
so we took him right home to our
lodge.
Rubber bands make good cuffs for
a Lobster.
Hot water made the suspect lurch.
We dispensed with Miranda quite
quickly
opting for a body cavity
search...
As we ended the interrogation,
we saw blood on the left rubber
cuff.
I’m not surprised that we missed
it,
distracted by a lot of green
stuff!
The moral of this true Adventure
will be clear to all but a few.
If you like to pinch, you won’t
get an inch,
If you try it with Lobster Stu!
F. Thomas
Friday, August 19, 1994
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