Maine Lobstahs

she used to say lobstah.

like a lot.

i want some lobstah

with buttah,

she said,

reliving her one year in 
Boston.

where's my lobstah bib. 

do you want to hand me

the crackahs

and the pliahs.

come on have a seat, pull

of a chah and lets

eat these fresh maine

lobstahs. i've been dying

all summah

for some lobstahs.

maybe we can make some

chowdah later, too.

remember when kennedy

said, let's put a man

on the moon by the end

of this decahde?

put some buttah in the microwave

and melt it, would yah.

be a dear.