And oddly enough, a crab claw,
as a form of protest,
Never before seen, raised so high,
driven up like a fist,
Despite my curiosity,
adverse to such interest,
Only, look away, still I saw,
millions of crabs enlist,
Despite their numbers, they were one,
along the beach, the shore
Drew a large crowd of passersby,
no one dare stop the crabs,
Let them show their ferocity,
the crabs seemed to want more,
Yes, the crabs seek no more reform,
in revolution, the knife stabs,
Endless revolutions, they won,
never a loss in war,
Not even one casualty,
even if you believe,
Our fantasies are metaphors,
these crabs do not love gore,
Under such an admiralty,
if crabs fight to receive
Guaranteed malignant tumors,
despite crabs as symbols,
Hate associates crabs, the norm,
end cancer with gimbals.
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