Buster the crab
was a small crab,
Just a little boy with big plans,
He could talk and talk,
He had the “gift of gab”.
He wanted to be a talk show host,
Maybe like the people on TV,
Or on radio, he’s heard some:
There was one he admired most.
One day on the beach, he got a bit scared,
The wind was blowing,
The waves were kicking up,
To get answers, he did what he hadn’t dared.
He found the closest palm tree
,
Leaning in the wind,
And clawed his way up
As high as he could be.
The sky was dark and scary,
The ocean’s waves white-capped,
No people were around,
No voices were making merry.
What is this? Buster thought, afraid,
He’d never seen the ocean so angry,
Felt the wind so strong on his shell,
Quickly, his decision was made.
He went down the palm tree
As fast as he possibly could,
And heading for home, called out,
“Where are you? Mommy! Daddy!”
He was blown off course
A time or two,
Once knocked head over heels,
The wind at full force.
Finally, he saw, up ahead
And coming his way,
Arms outstretched and calling:
Mommy, by his Daddy being led.
They met and they kissed him,
And quickly said,
“We have to make shelter!
"A hurricane is coming!”
They dug quickly; the light very dim.
Mommy went first into the hole,
Buster was pulled by Mom
And pushed by Dad
His Mom’s words calmed his soul.
Many hours later, with Mom and Dad by his side,
Buster the crab left the hiding place
Mom and Dad so quickly dug,
And all three with surprise, sighed.
Their once sandy beach home
Was now littered with debris,
Flotsam and jetsam covered the shore,
And through it they did roam.
Buster cried as he saw his beach,
Now sadly strewn with much
That didn’t belong there,
But wind and waves did reach.
But his Momma, cuddled Buster the crab ,
And reminded him that it’s not important,
All of that will be cleaned and cleared,
But they are alive and he still had his gift of gab.
At this, Buster smiled softly, and said,
“Mom, “You know what? You’re right,
“This is just stuff, but Mom, you’re the bomb!”
His Mom kissed him, and Buster's face turned red!
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Since pewter doesn’t rust, but can become dull over time (especially near saltwater environments), Costello Coastal Knobs recommends an annual cleaning:
