Well, we had a hermit crab in a tank
Down through the water it sank …
When it moved no more
I was completely sure
It was dead – because it stank!
It'd had no special talent or gift
No song which could ever uplift
Could not sing or dance
Or jump or entrance
The best it could do was just drift.
So I buried it under a tree,
Said a few words, appropriately
In despair my kids said
It was not really dead
But just hibernating – oh, dear me!
Yes, I was the world's cruellest mother
A murderess unlike any other
But what could I do?
So I promised three new
"Real" pets, for the girls and their brother!
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My Pet
Contest Winner
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Author Notes
This happened, but fortunately I was not accused of murder! It did survive for a few months before its untimely demise.
Sorry about the slightly irregular metre - these are "not quite" limericks.
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