What’s a clam you ask?
Some say a simple bivalve.
I say they are more.
Living in limbo,
Waiting for the tide to turn.
Must go with the flow.
A new clam haiku,
This ones a pearl just for you.
Its great to be back!
Clams bring salvation.
A holy force for the world.
Spiritual bliss.
Clams living out there.
The nuggets of the ocean.
Simply perfection.
I love my clam wife.
An ocean of emotion.
And no shellousy.
My brothers can’t die.
Clams are timeless and endless.
Immortality.
Most clams blood is blue.
Due to copper in their cells.
I think that’s just neat!
I must push forward,
Though not against the current.
Fate and choice combine.
Christmas clams are great.
Your appetite they can sate.
Happy Holiclams!
