In a dusk world where seas moan,
Where stars dance over the ocean's delicate cry,
There lies a story of a lobster's situation,
An animal of magnificence in the moon's delicate light.
With hooks of gold and eyes of pearl,
It meandered the profundities, a glorious spin.
Through coral nurseries and sandy fields,
It meandered peacefully, liberated from chains.
However destiny, horrible destiny, had an alternate arrangement,
For the lobster's excursion, a contort started.
Trapped in a net, its opportunity grabbed away,
Headed for a table where people influence.
In any case, in the core of the angler's net,
Lay a hint of something to look forward to, an opportunity to neglect.
For according to a youngster, unadulterated and brilliant,
The lobster tracked down comfort, a reference point of light.
For the youngster saw not a dinner to be had,
Yet, a marvel of nature, a companion to be happy.
Together they murmured mysteries untold,
Of seas tremendous and secrets strong.
So let us consider this story of the ocean,
Of a lobster's excursion, both wild and free.
For in each animal, a story lies,
An update that excellence won't ever kick the bucket.
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