Dave Smyth
Chris of the Ocean
By me

Chris of the ocean is fierce and brave
He sits on a throne made of coral
He speaks to the crabs and commands the waves
With his cast iron will and strong morals

The Dolphins he can command to his wishes
Like making him baked beans on toast
And when we say Chris he sleeps with the fishes
We don't mean hes as dead as a post

But the hassle of ruling his undersea throne
Comes with things that are tough to avoid
For CS you see is terribly prone
To sea sickness in the watery void

But alas my good friends it gets worse even still
What really starts Chris into frowning
Is the fact that hes lacking functioning gills
Which puts him in danger of drowing

So spare a quick thought for this undersea fella
And think of his pickle you oughta
Being able to talk to all oceany dwellers
Is pointless if u cant breath underwater