Under the Ocean

(To the tune of “Over the Rainbow”) / Recording by Heather Boren and Eric Hill

Way down under the ocean
Manta rays
Swim like
Birds flapping wings
Deep down in the waterways

Urchins, starfish and mussels
In the seas
Their living spaces
With sea anemones

The schools of fishes swim along
Beneath the choppy waters in ideal times
The octopus with arms of eight
Can fold them as it lies in wait
To have its meal-time

Seals can play in cold water
Most extreme
Grow and await their
Chances to swim upstream


Children always respect the
Sea biomes
We must clean up the messes
As we would our own homes

‘Cuz if we ruin ocean shores
Its life forms will not be there anymore
Will not be there anymore


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