just call him "Triple D" His name was Dwight David Dugong They called him "Triple D" A big long bull of a seacow Strong as you would see as he could be As fanciful because he Was as big then and still bigger now Than he was when he is not If he ever was because of me Even if not he is a hot Topic hotter than I thought Albeit not quite gotten Because he was not forgotten When I ring up his glory Then to bring you a smile I will sing his dugong story Thing is though it takes awhile But if my swerving memory Is serving right who might be wrong He seemed more than less to me To be more or less a manatee Some judging from this shape of his tail Through whispers of conspiracy Said he had come and swum the wrong sea But strong Dwight David Dugong would prevail A manatee a man of the sea Of his word undeterred from daring To lend a flipper or spend time caring Digging the dugongs who dug "Triple D" No less though less than more a dugong but A dugong all along no matter what Name you give who by his fame will live Because of mine through me throughout the sea A man or two or three Dwight David Dugong Or D. D. Manatee A dugong: a song Just call him "Triple D" +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXII