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And then there's the crab,
Who complains bitterly
About how things aren't how
She wants them to be.
She moves very slowly,
Inch upon inch;
With her claws she will paw you
And give you a pinch.
She's crusty, she's crass,
She's also quite rude,
And if she's not careful
She ends up as food
