The puffin and donkey went to sea,
In a beautiful ormer boat.
They took black butter and had a flutter,
With a Guernsey one pound note.
Said the donkey to puffin, “it’s just me and you,
and the tide it is very low.
We can cross the causeway to Lihou.
I’m a stubborn donkey, let’s go,
I’m a stubborn donkey, let’s go.”
The puffin looked up to stars above,
She could see the milky way.
The sky was ink dark, as they were on Sark,
Stars twinkling in the bay.
They sailed away, (but it took them all day),
To the land where Les Grandes Rocques glows.
And there in the sea, played a dolphin with glee,
With a ball on the end of her nose,
With a ball on the end of her nose.
“Oh! dolphin, I wish will you sell, for some fish,
your ball.” Said the dolphin, “I will.”
So they went in the rain to play at Footes lane,
All the way on the bus forty two.
They had fish and chips, with lots of small bits,
Which they ate by wolfing it down.
High tide (with squall) was over the wall,
So they splashed by the light of the town,
They splashed by the light of the town.