As Mister Fantismo seeks out the peaceful times
He decides on row boat across the vast ocean
To live solitary and with rhythmic motion
With whales, dolphins, and sharks- each offering their rhymes

The waves crash all around and crush tiny pieces
He abandons his ship and swims to an island
Where he dries himself off and finds fruitful highland
With mangoes and apples, aroma releases

Talking to the seagulls, he learns destination
Is not too far away, so he grabs coconut
As big as his body, and makes it ship uncut

Rowing in this brown shell to a lighthouse station
He thanks his followers, the fishes of the sea
That helped his survival on this journey scary