Beached high upon a mountaintop in a sea of winter green
there sits the oddest vessel. It’s an ancient brigantine.
The sailors gone, the story lost of how it ran aground,
this ship is not abandoned for by others it was found.
High within the crow’s-nest an almighty din is heard,
and if we take a sneaky peek we’ll see the strangest bird.
A parrot-fish is flying high, flapping scaly wings,
screeching at an angelfish as angelically she sings.
A spider monkey, green and red, is swinging from the rigging.
Eight arms are very helpful when you’re trying out your skipping.
Inside the ship, a dragonfly is firing up the barbie,
while zebra finch is racing home in a very mixed up Derby.
He’s neck and neck with seahorse who then gallops round the bend,
it’s very close but zebra finch just flies by in the end.
Clownfish entertains them all by juggling under water,
then a fearsome act performed by tiger moth and daughter.
For today’s a special birthday for someone rather swish.
The Queen of mixed-up mountain is the lovely lionfish.