An Egyptologist came by camel to Camelot
Came to Neptune’s circus
Rode in there with green apparel
Climbed down the cliff side staircase
Left the land of sand and stone
Exchanged it in for sea and cross bone
Saw clown fish laugh
And clams applause
As the long decked raft
Broke in the shark’s jaws
Watched booming white comets of surf
Shoot up and spray
Like Pennies dropped down to earth
And fireman octopi with their long hoses
Bedraggle the Angel fish who stride with Moses
And see the sea part then like curtains
Closes
After the Israelites depart
From under Egyptian noses
And he came to Neptune’s circus
It was worse now that he had purpose
And the thoughts and the thrills
That burbled in the rills
On the outskirts
Of circus Marquee
Like the frills of lady jelly fish
Who came to dance the dark Fandango
In the light fantastic of the underwater
Universe
Or the solemn hermit crab
Who crept with all his red fingers drab
In the cuticle of minutiae of telescopic beetle burrs
The Egyptologist stopped
Mouth agape at the dead Sea
Staggered like a sand dune to Galilee
Those place of the hieroglyphs
Were seemingly these gyro cliffs
That turned around a merry go-round
Or carousel
And in the fairground grinding organ music
Spoke of oysters, barnacles and other molluscs
As he stared at the starry night above
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