That sinking feeling

The boat is filling up!
They bailed and bailed,
As the hull sat lower in the drink.
Fetch a bigger bucket! Shouted one.
Fetch another bucket! Bellowed another.
Build a pump! Yelled a third.
Build 2 pumps! Screamed another, seemingly for attention more than effect.
All the while, the taps remained full on.


The decadent lobster was thrilled with its latest purchase.

It had the flash car,

Its carapace adorned with only the finest accessories,

And now at last, it had its own Jacuzzi.

It had been in a while now though,

No longer feeling the benefit.

So, it cranked up the temperature, basking in the warmth.

All the while turning deeper and deeper crimson.