** Music and Lyrics ** ** The Left Hand Tree ** ------------------------------ Tiffany Catches Crabs ------------------------------ Β©TheLeftHandTree https://suno.com/@thelefthandtree https://hyperfollow.com/TheLeftHandTree https://open.spotify.com/artist/5YZwC61jMSuTjAlDC6Vm1K https://www.youtube.com/@thelefthandtree β€οΈ Thanks for stopping by and checking out the track. β€οΈ === The boat shivered under her, nervous, unsure, a slip of rope, a slack-jawed wave, one foot on dock, the other testing trust just a stretch, just a reach, just a The old boys watched from cider-stained crates, squinting through pipe smoke, trading bets. A step too far, a lesson in leverage, a moment that widened like an unplanned grin. The sea, a trickster, parted its lips, gulped her whole with a salted laugh. She bobbed up, dripping with disgrace, dragging a net of clawed complaints. Billy the Butcher lost his gum, Mrs. Draperβs cross swung heavy, even the gulls, feathered pickpockets, paused to admire her misfortune. Oh, Tiffany, bold as brass, spread too wide and sunk too fast. A fishing trip, a tale to tell, legs in water, pride in hell. Oh, Tiffany, caught a load, not quite what the invite sold. She aimed for supper, found a fight, with crabs that pinched and held on tight. Boat rocked, rope slipped, fate took hold, gripped her ankles, made her fold. If luckβs a lady, she was late, left our girl to seal her fate. She climbed back up, legs stamped with proof, seaweed hanging like a green lace slip. Shook out the ocean, spat in its eye, stood like a queen whoβs lost her throne. Men still laughing, boys still gawking, but Tiffany, ever the optimist, waved her bucket high and proud "Fresh seafood, lads, dinnerβs on me!" Oh, Tiffany, bold as brass, spread too wide and sunk too fast. A fishing trip, a tale to tell, legs in water, pride in hell. Oh, Tiffany, caught a load, not quite what the invite sold. She aimed for supper, found a fight, with crabs that pinched and held on tight. Took a dip, took a fall, took a lesson, thatβs not all. Tide was cruel, but she came through, with dinner served and stories new. And somewhere, in the hush of foam, the tide still laughs, the dock still sways. Tiffany winks, dusts off the day fishing trips ain't always what they say. === ** Music and Lyrics ** ** The Left Hand Tree ** ------------------------------ Tiffany Catches Crabs ------------------------------ Β©TheLeftHandTree https://suno.com/@thelefthandtree
