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Mae Scanlan -- To a Bivalve

For looks, an oyster wins no prize;
It has no arms, nor hair, nor eyes.
It's just a squishy mass of gray,
Deplorable in every way.
This luscious, juicy shellfish gem
Has even been compared to phlegm.
Imagine likening what one eats
To what's been hawked up on the streets!
And yet, there's nothing better, moister,
Than a plump, ambrosial oyster.
This ugly blob, against all odds,
Is truly manna from the gods.
Some oysters have, within their shells,
A precious pearl, which weaves its spells.
As to this treasure from the sea,
The oyster is the pearl to me.

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