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They wake up at dawn and raise up their sails,
Take lots of puffin eggs and fill all their pails.
Both to the mainland and the islands they'll go,
Stopping at each to put on a show.
The children exclaim as they run to the dock,
"The puffin-egg jugglers of Yokatoc Rock!"
They'll toss them around as fast as you please,
Over their heads and under their knees.
Some juggle eggs while they skip, jump or hop,
And in seventeen years, they've not let one drop.
Watching their antics will make your knees knock.
The puffin-egg jugglers of Yokatoc Rock!
They put the eggs back at the end of the day.
The puffins then hatch and all fly away.
For the ones who were juggled, troubles abound -
When they try to fly straight they just circle 'round.
Ask who they blame and they'll say as a flock,
"The puffin-egg jugglers of Yokatoc Rock!"
The Puffin-Egg Jugglers of Yokatoc Rock info:
Author: Mike Popovic
Written: July 2003
First Published: 3 May 2005
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License.
Notes:
This started out as a much more elaborate story. Eventually I shook it down to the hook phrase and then started to build it back up. I actually put most of it on paper on a 13-hour flight from the east coast to Tokyo (for 1IMC). The name "Yokatoc" is not an actual place, but rather a scramble of the letters in "Tokyo" (with a couple of extra ones thrown to get the rhythm where I wanted it to be).