The Eel

The Eel

A Poem by All 2 Silly
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THE EEL

 

It's slimey and it's wiggly-
we call the thing an eel.
No one likes to pet'em 'cause
they're awful things to feel.
There are some folk called connoiseurs
who put'em on the grill,
then, after adding sauce and such,
proceed to eat their fill.

Even if an eel roasts
or boils or broils or bakes-
I have no real interest in
a meal resembling snakes!

© 2011 All 2 Silly


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Added on June 9, 2011
Last Updated on June 9, 2011