Cloned female mutant crayfish
(seemingly with nowhere else to go)
have invaded a Belgian cemetery.
Crawfish can be delish
when caught down on the bayou—
multiple-gendered (natural) crayfish.
They look like smaller lobsters,
or nice big scorpions. But crayfish don’t belong
in a Belgian cemetery because crawdad
po-boy sandwiches aren’t eaten there
(crawmama po-gals if you’d rather).
Does binary gender come with being cloned?
Those mutant crayfish can’t be pleased
with what they’re finding
(nothing but dead meat deeply buried)
in that cemetery.
