(Sung to the tune of “Frosty, the Snowman”)
Marty the Tide Pool
Was a horizontal guy
With a mussel nose and a kelpish smile
And a gumboot for an eye
Marty the Tide Pool
For whom life was never dull
With a sea star, snail and a barnacle
Being scarfed by a white gull
There must have been some hefty
In the rock that big kid found.
He threw it into Marty
Who began to swirl around.
Marty the Tide Pool
Had to hurry on his way
In the sea he’ll ride
Till the next low tide
And be back in half a day