There once was a shark from Birch Bay
Who sat and watched people all day
He once was so brave
As to swim up and wave
Before they all floundered away.

There once was a boy from Saint Paul;
Too shy to be verbal at all;
He once was so dim
As to speak on a whim
Before melting back into the wall.

There was a young fellow named Chase
Who wore a mask over his face
It was quite the task
Just to get him unmasked
Without wrinkling your nose in distaste.

There was a cowboy from Seattle
Who happily mounted his saddle
He galloped about
With a bray and a shout
To find he had scared off the cattle.