rock crabs

[Brownlie]

who has got the crabs?
the rock crabs? stone slabs
slowing rising from the withering earth
below of soft walking carpet.

sweet grass, the finest of smells
going up my nose to cleanse my
sense of right and rock, yea.
the rock crabs.

yaw yaw, singing to and fro
about things i have heard of,
things i do not know. monsters
of the rocks beneath of feet.
just like a rocky character,
you do not want to meet!

so take a seat, and greet
me. and buy me a drink if you will
wait, there it is,
the rock crabs!

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this is how you write songs in "the" music "scene" your welcome for the teenagers.....sorry if you infact are a teenager

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i run into the scenester problem alot. young girls who simply like music, and want to know more about the scene. what i tell them is my scene is your scene. when you are in a community you are apart of as scene. aka the church scene, the fishing scene ect. it is not about music so much as groups of people

I would put more physical description in the poem it confused me a bit.