Water shakes of his gleaming fur,
    As he bounds, Splashing through the waves.
The sun beats down, And the speaks of water,
  Flying through the air.
Are now Crystals, jewels and Priceless dimonds,
             Eurupting.

His shining eyes show his delight,
  As bounds and leaps at froathing foam.
Riding waves down to the shore,
       He is plasted with crisp, white sand.
He soon burrows in a cooling hole.
              Sleeping peacefully, in the land of Dreams...