Crawfish Days

w c

Crawfish Days

 

There’s something about crawfish chimneys

That brings back to my mind

Springs and summers after raining

When water and clay are combined

 

The structures are engineering wonders

With some as impressive as webs

Though the spider’s is for capture

And the chimney is for hiding instead

 

The chimney is a story high

When measured with a crawfish tape

And they become just like bricks

The longer in the sun that they bake

 

I must say I’ve toppled one over

And have returned to see it rebuilt

But the destruction was when I was bolder

And a member of a mischief boy guild

 

This same boy inserted his hand

Into a chimney hole after rain

Unworried about sharp pincher hands

And from bragging somehow refrained

 

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 15th, 2018 00:08
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Goldfinch60

    Never ever knew about these, they must be amazing.

    • w c

      They really are neat, though they can be tricky to work around when mowing the lawn.

    • orchidee

      A fine write w c.

      • w c

        Thanks, orchidee. I appreciate your support.



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