The lobster is an oblong crab
With one or two antennæ;
I fancy life would be less drab
If people had as many.
I think he uses them to smell,
But what he most enjoys
Is rubbing them against his shell;
It makes a funny noise.
He rubs away like anything,
And you should see his face!
Alas, he thinks that he can sing;
But that is not the case.
He's very sensitive and shy;
At last when he is dead
_He knows the truth_--and that is why
He goes so very red.