Ode to a Crabby Patty

Sadly on Christmas Eve Bubble's hermit crab, Bubbles Sr., said goodbye to this earthly world. This poem is dedicated to Bubble's friend:

Oh creepy crawly thing

How you crawled into my heart

We were never very far apart

I sat you in the window

And under the kitchen light

So warmth will bring to your life delight

I fed you

I kept your water sponge soaked

I even cleaned your cage

Everytime my sister tried to drown you

My heart filled with rage

For I feared she would kill you

Then I would miss you

And forever be blue

I know you are in heaven

In a happy place

At night I dream of your crabby face

I dream that you are digging in the sand

Pinching your pinchers to a rock band

Singing and dancing in your shell

Drinking my favorite, lemonade Propel

But don't eat any strawberries

For they will make you itchy

Above all know that I will forever miss thee

I can't wait to buy your brother next time at Ocean City

R.I.P. Bubbles Fowler, Sr.

8/31/08 - 12/24/08