Hey, Whitlingham Boy, are you going to snorkel?
In that ridiculous get up, you make me chortle.
Your flippered feet scare the fish as they slap into water,
A quieter approach is what you oughta.
Done up like that you’ll see nothing but rubbish dumped by the uncaring,
You’d see much more if you changed what you’re wearing.
Whitlingham Boy, fin-flipping into the water,
Change your gear, that’s what you oughta.
73 words written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge
I found Whitlingham Boy at Whitlingham Country Park on the outskirts of Nowich. It’s carved as one piece from a tree.