Oh de Blue Crab,
He taste so fine.
Yuh snag hi wid a,
Stinky chicken neck,
And a clothing line.
Greedy little crustaceans,
Dey never let go,
Till deys in de net.
Cook de water to bile,
Wid Old Bay good and hot.
Den eats de crab,
Right from de pot.
despite their eight legs these creatures are unique with their ability to move only leftwards or rightwards. . . be careful eating them too much not to lose your straightforwardness ;)) Cheers, alex
You caught that one good right down to the Louisiana slang.
My girlfriend and I caught a few on the Trinity River just east of Houston. Come to find out that they are full of arsenic, mercury and other fine chemicals, metals and toxins. Courtesy of industry along the river. They still were good. Just can't eat very many when there like that.
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My girlfriend and I caught a few on the Trinity River just east of Houston. Come to find out that they are full of arsenic, mercury and other fine chemicals, metals and toxins. Courtesy of industry along the river. They still were good. Just can't eat very many when there like that.
Ron
Love ya!
Jane