If the Ocean Were Lotion: a poem by Slandis Tanaka

Oh helpless sea-cow
you may ask me how
the water can be so harsh

It is salty and cold,
or so I am told
much like that of a marsh.

Poor salty dougon
for whome I feel sorrow
crusty ocean bunnion
may feel better tomarrow.

you skin is flakey
and has lots of cracks;
you need comfort,
and comfort you lack.

I'm a thoughtful man,
who has a great plan,
to heal the skin on your back.

If the ocean were lotion,
then we'd all get the notion,
and we need to make it snappy.

So grab your lotion
make that hand-pumping motion
and start making manatees happy.