Some years ago (can’t believe it was so long actually) we went on holiday on the south coast and visited an aquarium while we were there; I promise you this is a true story
There’s a Shark lives in an aquarium
in a tank near Plymouth Sound
he looks mean and fierce and hungry
but swims happily round and round
He chases after Turtle
and plays catch with the Mantarays
Hide and seek is his favourite game
and he whistles as he plays.
The Shark, his name is Enzo,
he moved in a while ago
Transferred from a smaller tank
to give him room to grow
At first he was quite happy
to swim around the rocks
He’d play headball with the Pufferfish,
bless his cotton socks.
But nightfall it would come too soon
and the lights would all go down
and Enzo’d take a funny turn
it made all the keepers frown
They left a camera in one night
to find what was the score
but Enzo swam right up to it
and soon began to snore.
And now they knew the reason why
he was such a fretful shark
Enzo’s not a frightful fish
he’s just afraid of the dark
Good old Enzo
He’s a lean, mean fighting machine
Poor old Enzo
All’s not what it seems
Don’t tell nobody
The secret about our shark
Keep it to yourself
Our Shark’s afraid of the dark!
©O’Hagan 5thAugust’11
Just Notes 