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