| We walk the streets of life Believing in better souls than we But when oysters open up It’s smelly business and pee. We walk the streets in shame Silly – oh silly we Still hoping on a sunny day Worthy oysters will pass our way. We walk the streets, we sway Each in our lonely shade of grey One day we’ll forgive humanity So we can all live - we pray! There shall be no charge For negligence or farce Smelly oysters will remain Forever unnamed. Until then, Under a dying tree Over biscuits and tea We reinforce this living fiasco Silly – oh silly we! |  © Jeta B Photography |
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