Rectangle Creep - Lost Oysters

All snug in their beds
All vast and
Stretching for miles
As far as a spit can be
Just under the surface

Bubbling and trembling
Do you remember
How we used to clam?
Pants rolled up
Buckets lined up
On the sand

We would dig
While the sun
Burned our shoulders
We could still
If the beds weren't all lost
As lost as the oysters

All dead in their beds
Since the most recent breaching
Old men with their buckets
Still can't hear the teaching

Lost oysters
Remember when we
Used to clam?

Written by:
Daniel Jircitano, Jereme Sanborn, Matthew Cutter

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