THE OYSTER.

        There once was an Oyster whose story I tell,

        Who found that some sand was inside his shell

        Just one little grain, but it gave him great pain!

        For Oyster’s have feelings, though they all seem so plain 

        Now did he berate the working so fate.

        Which had led him to such a deplorable state? 

        Did he curse out the Government – call for an election.

        And cry that the sea should have given protection?

        No ! He said to himself as he lay on the shelf,

        “Since I cannot remove it, I will try to improve it.”

         The years rolled along, as the years always do,

         And he came to his ultimate destiny — stew!

         And the small grain of sand that had bothered him so,

         Was a beautiful pearl, all richly a glow!

         The tale has a Moral, for, isn’t it grand,

         What an Oyster can do with a morsel of sand?

         What couldn’t I do if I would only begin,

         What all those things that “get under my skin!”


                                           Source::: not known.

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2 Responses to THE OYSTER.

  1. SirenaTales says:

    Thank you for the wisdom and inspiration.

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