Lobster o the Beach Poem
Lobster on the Beach
Lobster on the beach is finally here.
It happens this time every year.
Rotarians celebrate the sea
And it's the only place to be.
Osoyoos has... Lobster on the Beach!
Osoyoos is a desert town.
No lobster can be really found.
But that won't stop the Rotary
They've found a way to bring the sea
To Osoyoos..... Lobster on the Beach.
First the planning will be done.
And it's really kind of fun.
They'll seach PEI for the very best.
And get them ready for a Lobster fest.
We're having... Lobster on the Beach.
From East to West the Lobster fly
In first class seats across the sky.
They are a feast for all our eyes.
So unfortunate to be their demise.
We're flying... Lobster to the Beach.
The tents begin to take their shapes.
So much work it really takes.
The white peaks outline the stage.
And chandaliers are all the rage.
We're festive for... Lobster on the Beach.
Once the cooking is all done.
Now it's time for cracking fun.
We organize our eating tools.
And try hard not to look like fools.
We're eating at... Lobster on the Beach.
When we've finally had our fill.
Mark begins the auction drill.
We have learned it's fun to give.
Being charitable is how we live.
We are giving at... Lobster on the Beach.
So the music begins to play.
And of course it makes our day.
We kick up our heels and start to dance.
How lucky are we to get this chance.
To let loose... at Lobster on the Beach.
As our friends and family collide.
We talk about our Rotarian pride.
A caring group of people who volunteer each year.
For Lobster on the Beach... let's give a cheer!
Terrilyn Mandalik 2016