Donovan Leitch - Starfish-On-The-Toast - Sözleri

Fine rock a-pooling coast

this starfish on the toast

the men in the crabbing boats they cry



Far across the harbor

and  'round the sandy cove

the shepherd with his pipe and sheep he drove



big cloud tumbling high

the amazing flying sky

how the gulls are pillaging the town



fan faring daffodilly

trumpetingly small

all along the bathing hut wall



far across the empty beach 

the tide has left this world

old men in tweed find study there



Holding whelks and periwinkles 

tingling in his hand

little does he know they hold him too



Fine rock pooling coast

this starfish on the coast

the men in the crabbing boat they cry....















		
			



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