little sandpiper

little piper, little piper oh how fast you skip away as the morning tide crawls in to taste the beach briny swishes bring your breakfast while you prance to greet the day and they never seem to wet you like you're privy to a chosen course of each little piper, little piper such a ballet you perform when you twirl and pirouette your dainty feet darting in-and-out the sea foam just to keep them dry and warm all with perfect form and motion so as not to warn those little things you eat little piper, little piper you're the bane of every clam watching closely for their bubbles in the sand oh, the hermit crabs are missing each-and-each now on the lam and the hot sand gently hissing as you try to sate your hungry chick's demand little piper, little piper all day long your work persists as your tummy and your wee one both are fed so with food enough to sleep on 'midst the creeping twilight mists and as purple shadows deepen comes the time to sing your little one to bed little piper, now you dance in dreams ... instead.