The Snerklederkles
Underneath the ocean’s waves,
Way down deep below,
Live the Snerklederkles––
Ocean people whose skin does glow.
It is red when they are happy,
Violet if they’re mad,
Olive green when they get sleepy,
Neon orange when they’re sad.
The colors they blink on and off,
And change ‘most all the time.
It makes their kingdom wondrous to see,
Though silent as a mime.
For the Snerklederkle people,
They never say a word.
Their colors all speak for them,
And not a sound is heard.
Underneath the ocean’s waves,
Way down deep below,
The silent Snerklederkles live––
Ocean people whose skin does glow.
©2009-Art Belliveau
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