In the depths of the ocean, where the sun’s rays are shy,
Lives Crusty the crab, a rather quirky guy.
With claws like castanets, he clicks a rhythmic beat,
Strutting across the seabed, on his nimble crustacean feet.
He’s a maestro of the sands, a conductor of the waves,
Crafting symphonies with bubbles, in his underwater caves.
His shell, a mosaic of the oceans art,
Hides a soul as soft as a sea anemone’s heart.
Crusty’s a dreamer, with aspirations grand,
Building castles not in air, but in the soft golden sand.
He wears his exoskeleton like a knight’s sturdy armor,
But inside, he’s as sweet as a sea anemone’s charm.
He’s the guardian of the grains, each a treasure to behold,
Polishing them with his pinchers, like precious nuggets of gold.
At night, he gazes at the surface, where the moon’s reflection plays,
And contemplates the universe, in a soft, silent daze.
Crusty may seem gruff, with his bristly, briny hide,
But he’s the ocean’s gentle poet, with a warm, buttery inside.
So let’s raise a claw to Crusty, the crab with a crustacean’s flair,
The soft hearted sentinel of the sea, with a little salt in his hair.
Vic Evora
8meA great start to your nursery rhyme book. 😊
Mark Sallee
8me@Vic Evora: thank you Vic. This is a lot of fun working on this.
Barb Clarke
8meLove it, I am sure it will be a book your grandchildren cherish!
Mark Sallee
8me@Barb Clarke: thank you Barb, I appreciate that very much.
Francis Aparici
8meThis is hilarious. Like!👍
Mark Sallee
8me@Francis Aparici: thanks Francis. It’s been fun working on this project