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When the Thompson quadruplets espied him one day,
they called him a bivalve and ran quickly away.
One spring afternoon,
Sam was left in the rain. At the southwestern corner of Seaview and Main,
he watched the rain water as it swirleddown the drain.
His mom on the freeway in the breakdown lane
was pouding the dashboard-
she couldn't contain the ever-rising grief,frustration,and pain.
Really, sweetheart," she said
"I don't mean to make fun,
but something smells fishy
and I think it's our son.
I don't like to say this,
but it must be said,
you're blaming our son for your problems in bed."
He tried salves,
he tried ointments that turned everything red.
He tried potions and lotions and tincture of lead.
He ached and he itched and he twitched and he bled.
they called him a bivalve and ran quickly away.
One spring afternoon,
Sam was left in the rain. At the southwestern corner of Seaview and Main,
he watched the rain water as it swirleddown the drain.
His mom on the freeway in the breakdown lane
was pouding the dashboard-
she couldn't contain the ever-rising grief,frustration,and pain.
Really, sweetheart," she said
"I don't mean to make fun,
but something smells fishy
and I think it's our son.
I don't like to say this,
but it must be said,
you're blaming our son for your problems in bed."
He tried salves,
he tried ointments that turned everything red.
He tried potions and lotions and tincture of lead.
He ached and he itched and he twitched and he bled.
The doctor diagnosed,
"I can't quite be sure,
but the cause of the problem may also be the cure.
They say oysters improve your sexual powers.
Perhaps eating your son
would help you do it for hours!"
He came on tiptoe,he came on the sly,
sweat on his forehead,
and on his lips-a lie.
"Son, are you happy?
I don't mean to pry,
but do you dream of Heaven?
Have you ever wanted to die?
Sam blinked his eye twice.
but made no reply.
Dad fingered his knife and loosened his tie.
As he picked up his son,
Sam dripped on his coat.
With the shell to his lips,
Sa***ipped down his throat.
"I can't quite be sure,
but the cause of the problem may also be the cure.
They say oysters improve your sexual powers.
Perhaps eating your son
would help you do it for hours!"
He came on tiptoe,he came on the sly,
sweat on his forehead,
and on his lips-a lie.
"Son, are you happy?
I don't mean to pry,
but do you dream of Heaven?
Have you ever wanted to die?
Sam blinked his eye twice.
but made no reply.
Dad fingered his knife and loosened his tie.
As he picked up his son,
Sam dripped on his coat.
With the shell to his lips,
Sa***ipped down his throat.
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They burried him quickly in the sand
by the sea-sighed a prayer, wept a tear-
and they were back home by three.
A cross of greay driftwood
marked Oyster Boy's grave.
Words writ in the sand
promised Jesus would save.
But his memory was lost
with one high-tide wave.
这里有一段木有英文版本，只好敲中文的了——
回到家安心的上了床
他吻了吻她，说：
“我们再来试一下”
她悄悄应声说，
“这次我们许愿要生个女孩。”
by the sea-sighed a prayer, wept a tear-
and they were back home by three.
A cross of greay driftwood
marked Oyster Boy's grave.
Words writ in the sand
promised Jesus would save.
But his memory was lost
with one high-tide wave.
这里有一段木有英文版本，只好敲中文的了——
回到家安心的上了床
他吻了吻她，说：
“我们再来试一下”
她悄悄应声说，
“这次我们许愿要生个女孩。”
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“说真的，亲爱的，”她说，
“我这可不是在说笑。
有东西闻起来一股鱼腥味，
我怀疑这事情跟我们的儿子有关。
虽然难以启齿，但我还是得说，
你把自己床事的问题，
全赖在儿子头上了。”
他涂抹油脂，擦软膏，
结果搞得全身发红。
他吃春~药，涂乳液，
还有含铅的酊剂。
弄得他又痛、又痒、又抽搐、又流血。
医生下了诊断，
“虽然我也不敢肯定，
可病因本身也许就是解药。
据说牡蛎可以增强xing能力。
也许吃了你儿子，
能帮你忙上几个小时！”
他蹑手蹑脚，
他鬼鬼祟祟，
他额头上冒汗，
谎话——从他嘴里说出来。
“儿子，你开心吗？我不是想多管闲事，
但你向往天堂吗？
可曾想过一死百了？”
山姆的眼睛眨了两下，
却并没有回答。
老爸握紧刀子，松开他的领带。
他一把抓起儿子，
山姆身上的水便滴到他衣服上。
剥开贝壳对着嘴唇，
山姆就滑进了他的喉咙。
他们草草将他埋在海边沙地
——边叹气，边祷告，还流了几滴泪——
三点不到就回了家。
灰色浮木做成十字架，
标记着牡蛎男孩的坟墓。
沙地上写着字，
许诺他将得到救赎。
但一个大浪打来，
他的回忆就随之消逝。
回到家安心上了床，
他吻了吻她，说：
“我们再来试一下。”
她悄悄应声说，
“这次我们许愿要生个女孩。”
“我这可不是在说笑。
有东西闻起来一股鱼腥味，
我怀疑这事情跟我们的儿子有关。
虽然难以启齿，但我还是得说，
你把自己床事的问题，
全赖在儿子头上了。”
他涂抹油脂，擦软膏，
结果搞得全身发红。
他吃春~药，涂乳液，
还有含铅的酊剂。
弄得他又痛、又痒、又抽搐、又流血。
医生下了诊断，
“虽然我也不敢肯定，
可病因本身也许就是解药。
据说牡蛎可以增强xing能力。
也许吃了你儿子，
能帮你忙上几个小时！”
他蹑手蹑脚，
他鬼鬼祟祟，
他额头上冒汗，
谎话——从他嘴里说出来。
“儿子，你开心吗？我不是想多管闲事，
但你向往天堂吗？
可曾想过一死百了？”
山姆的眼睛眨了两下，
却并没有回答。
老爸握紧刀子，松开他的领带。
他一把抓起儿子，
山姆身上的水便滴到他衣服上。
剥开贝壳对着嘴唇，
山姆就滑进了他的喉咙。
他们草草将他埋在海边沙地
——边叹气，边祷告，还流了几滴泪——
三点不到就回了家。
灰色浮木做成十字架，
标记着牡蛎男孩的坟墓。
沙地上写着字，
许诺他将得到救赎。
但一个大浪打来，
他的回忆就随之消逝。
回到家安心上了床，
他吻了吻她，说：
“我们再来试一下。”
她悄悄应声说，
“这次我们许愿要生个女孩。”
