Mad Doug danced on the edge of the pier,
With a rusty old banjo and a bottle of cheer.
He hollered at gulls, he howled at the sea,
Then came Ella the fish with a splash and a plea!
“Doug,” she said, “you’re barking again,
Scaring the minnows and soaking the men!”
But Doug just grinned with his wild, crooked smile,
“Come join me, Ella, and sing for a while!”
So up she leapt with a flip and a spin,
Singing in bubbles with a silvery grin.
Now every night when the tide starts to swish,
It’s Mad Doug and Ella, the banjo and fish