Starfish-on-the-Toast

Fine rock-pooling coast The starfish on the toast The men in the crabbin' boats they cry Far across the harbour 'Round the sandy cove The shepherd with his pipe and sheepy drove Big cloud tumbling high The amazing flying sky How the gulls are pillaging the town Fanfaring daffodilly Trumpetingly small All along the bathing hut wall Far along the empty beach The tide has left the world Old men in tweed find study there Holding whelks and periwinkles Tingling in his hand Little does he know they hold him too Fine rock-pooling coast The starfish on the toast The men in the crabbin' boats they cry Far across the harbour 'Round the sandy cove The shepherd with his pipe and sheepy drove