Viscous heat bubbles at my feet.

A drum of boiling oil lies beneath.

My body sweats 

I dangle like a leaf.

From a wrought iron cage

I watch with rage.

They chop my friends.

Then, they soak and bread them

Feed them to the grease.

I'm a bird trapped in the tree.

Never to be free.

Until, it's time to eat.

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I hold my hands up, I admit I was careless

That cocktail bar was far too close to home

Your friend Jo saw me with another woman

I've always had that tendency to roam

In hot water was where she dropped me

You arraigned me as if I was a mobster

I'm disturbingly red about the gills now

At last I know what its like to be a lobster

I wish you could learn how to forgive...

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