KING CRAB & THE SAND CASTLES

King Crab and the Sand Castles,

Were rockin’ the Continental Shelf.

It was the last stop on their oceanwide tour,

And King Crab had to keep pinching himself.

His band was known far and deep.

His aquatic concerts were the best.

Everyone wore a wet suit,

So they were all formally dressed.

King Crab played with lots of sole.

His riffs were mighty fine.

The singing starfish could hit the high C’s

It was her night to shine.

The sea bass played bass.

He was happy as a clam.

And the jellyfish on rhythm guitar,

Sure knew how to jam.

The octopus played four drums at a time.

His percussions couldn’t be beat.

Killer whales made up the orca-stra,

And their pod-cast was really neat.

King Crab looked out at the audience,

They were all doing the wave.

Even his cousin Hermit,

Had crawled out of his cave.

They stayed that night and played,

Till every fin swam home to sleep.

King Crab and the Sand Castles,

The best band in the briny deep.

Michael D. Schafer

March 10, 2018