The Lobster on the Telephone
I saw a lobster
Yellowish and orangish
Sitting on a telephone.
And I said
'Does your mummy know you are here
You naughty lobster?
Did she say yes?'
The lobster curled his legs
Tiredly and crossly.
Eleanor Snow wasborh in 1979 and lives
in South East London. She is continuing to enjoy her education and is now in het
third year at Sydenham Girls Secondary School. She likes spending time with her
friends and going out with her two sisters and writing the occasional poem.