Crawfish Tales

Louisiana crawfish, you are so very smart.
Yet, you were caught by a Louisiana man.
Why didn’t you just back away;
and go down in the ground to stay.
You know that man is so very mean.
He’ll boil you, stew you, etaffie you.
You’ll end up on somebody’s table.
Now back up now, if you are able.

by Marguerite Theriot Lemoine

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