Shallow water; shallow life.
Shallows take away my strife.
Mud bugs scurry. Minnows flash.
A brackish tidal basin's cache
of secrets keeps my mind confined
to the shallows until I find
reason, or seasoned crabs, shellfish
so succulent, a local dish
served steaming! It seems to me quite clear
why I hold shallow thoughts dear:
Crabbing waters, crabbing lines,
crabby people paying fines
and fees for these crabby lines here,
near my favorite crabbing pier.