Kolp

Yellow, a little girl, said:

in your pocket he be!

pull it aboard,

prithee, show me!

lob, lob

my tiny kolp-

i drew it, can't you see?

Teal, an older boy, leaned in,

to her shell

the one in her littler hand

heeding, heeding

from the conch came a far away wind and siren's giggles, giggles

he started, 

she tittered

then went plof

plof, plof

muffled