I have tried for years to discover something, anything, about this card with no success.
We seven lobsters of Christmastide are Snapping our pincers we wander afar Frowning grimly, wondering dimly Where did we park the car?
The lobster and the crab, when they are full grown
Of all the bugs in the sea, the lobster bears the crown;
The rising of the sun, the wheeling of the gulls,
The playing of the castanets, sweet singing of the choir.
O come, ye crustaceans Rubicund and shining O come ye, o come ye Across the strand.
Come ye, you seven Upright and bipedal O wave your feelers heav'nward O wave your feelers heav'nward O wave your feelers heav'nward Lobsters all.
god rest ye merry decapods, aquatic though ye be
come celebrate the holiday from underneath the sea
click your claws and raise them high in lobster jubilee
o tidings of sea salt and brine, sea salt and brine, o tidings of sea salt and brine!
This card/post has travelled far and journeyed wide. Quite literally, it has collected songs and legends upon its path...
Christacean