Yes you read the title right But let me shred some light It happened in 1980 when I worked on Madison Avenue The Receptionist was going to buy live crab for dinner Well as a friend would, I accompanied her We entered the Butcher, and there were array of kinds of meat and live ***** on Eighth Avenue and West 43rd Street The Receptionist was going to eat good that night was going to be a treat The Butcher put 8 Live ***** in the bag Itβs a wonder that none of the ***** had to gag So walked to 6th Avenue to catch the D train The continued story gets to be even more insane One of the ***** escaped out Some of the passengers made big scream shout You can imagine in what I am talking about It was dinner on the run This was a live crab raw and not even cooked done I told the Receptionist, there goes your dinner after it When the Receptionist got home, she cooked those ***** until they were done But before that, they fought out the bag It sounds more like they were playing tag Thereβs the sea food tail, ***** in their crabby ways, and I will never forget on that day.