The Ctenophore Poem by C Richard Miles

Above the rocky ocean floor
Careers the teeny ctenophore.
With waving tentacles it roams
The briny, fringed by tiny combs.
(That’s how its name comes, from the Greek,
Though unpronounceable to speak)
With each projecting tine or prong
It swims, the coral reefs among.
What gets me with this jellyfish
Is that it seems so sel-i-fish
And fools me, as it sits there, swelling,
With such a complicated spelling
But, then, it wouldn’t be the same
If it possessed a normal name.