Winkle Picker

A hermit crab
In a winkle shell
On a flake of sandstone
On Malcolm's hand
On Belhaven beach

On Sunday afternoon
At low tide
At dinner time
After the clocks went forward
When we all thought it was earlier

And it got a bit cold
But Malcolm found a little fossil
And Katie built a little house
And Gordon hid in the sea defences
And Duncan launched a lantern

And we found a little hermit crab
Who's now telling his friends he was abducted by giant aliens
And Dad took pictures
Here's one
It was all Very Sunday.