This one is inspired by a poem entitled “The End of the Underwater Band.” I don’t think that this will be the illustration for the original poem, but here it is:
There was a band that was the best
from shore to foamy shore,
but now The Underwater Band
will play their tunes no more.
The Flounder fish, while mostly flat
had started singing sharp.
That drove the tunas out of tune
and clammed up Lady Carp.
And so the first to leave the band
was Chief Conductor Shark.
The Octopus that banged the drums
was next to disembark.
The barracuda swam away
(but she was always mad),
then Mike the Minnow left the troupe
(but Mike was always shad).
The last fish left was Cliff the Cod
the one who played the bass,
and still he plays, but all alone
for none are left, alas…
An orchestra beneath the sea
that washed away like sand…
No other group was better than
The Underwater Band.