Puddles And The Crab Poem by David Darbyshire

Puddles would Hunt
On the ocean Front
Ears and Nose up! , eye's open Wide
There was nothing that could Hide

Movement in the Sand
Head up, looking Grand
It's a little Crab
She would try and Grab

Puddles don't expose your Nose
Cause the little Crab Knows
How to Grab on Tight
Puddles wasn't so Bright

But there was not any Doubt
With a Crab hanging from Her Snout
That her pups she would Teach
About the perils on the Beach