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'Well hello Mr Lobster 
     With your pair of powerful claws;
Your armour-like protective shell 
     And several pairs of jaws.

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'Now since you do not have a nose,
      Is it possible for you to smell?
Do you have lots of sense organs
     Deep down inside your shell?

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'And tell me, do you have a tongue 
     And have you ears to hear?'
'Well, to tell the truth I haven’t, 
       Though I haven’t much to fear.

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'Yes, I’ve lots and lots of sense organs 
     Which serve me really well
And my life is a contented one
     Beneath the ocean swell.

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'I’ve many hair-like sensors
     That send back messages to me:
Believe me, yes I do have them
      But they’re much too small to see.

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'My nerves receive the signals  
       That these little bristles send:
Signals which are vital and 
     On which my life depends.

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'You asked me how a lobster breathes?  
     Well see my tiny gills?
Look they’re here upon my ankles, 
     And with oxygen they fill.

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'They extract it from the sea water 
     And feed it to my blood,
Whilst I get on with other things, 
     Like ploughing through this mud.'

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'So, tell me Mr Lobster please 
     What things you like to eat?
We humans like our vegetables, 
     Sweet fruit and also meat.'

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'Well lobsters are not fussy.
      They’ll eat anything they find.
We eat fresh food and also things 
     Which others leave behind.

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'To protect ourselves from predators, 
     We lobsters march in rows,
Whilst birds prefer to fly in flocks, 
     As everybody knows.

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'The fish swim safely in their schools,
     And what do humans do?
Hmm! It’s you who catch we lobsters 
      And then put us in your stew!!'

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'Yes, well, sorry Mr Lobster, 
     So run quickly on your way
And thank you for the useful things 
     You’ve taught us all today.

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'Keep well away from humans now.
      I must admit we’re cruel.
So you get back to your sea world
     And I’ll head back to school.'

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