English poem
The Lobster.
Lobsters haven't any feet, But they have lots of claws; Yet lobster meat is good to eat, And this is strange, because— A dog is never good to eat, And yet a dog has paws, And so have cats, and so have rats And so have other kind of brats. A lobster then, so to speak, Is, my child, an awful freak; For if you get him in a stew, He'll blush quite red and glare at you. Yet if you eat much lobster salad, It will make you very pallid.