LULU THE LOBSTER: A Cornish Nursery Rhyme

In Looe town where waters flow, Where East meets West as tides ebb and go, Lived Captain Jago, brave and true, With children dear, sweet Tegen and Lou.

One golden morning, bright and fair, They sailed to check their lobster snare, The Jolly Lobster cut the foam, Far from their Cornish coastal home.

The first few pots held usual fare, Brown lobsters caught with skillful care, But when they hauled the seventh pot, Something magical they got.

The water glowed with golden light, A wondrous and amazing sight, Inside the pot, beyond compare, A lobster with shell golden-fair.

Her eyes were amber, wise and bright, Her claws caught morning's gentle light, And then she spoke in voice so sweet, "I'm Lulu, pleased you all to meet."

The children gasped in pure delight, At this most magical sight, A talking lobster, golden-true, Like nothing they had ever knew.

"I've watched your family," Lulu said, "Since your great-grandfather's days," she led, "I've kept you safe upon the sea, A guardian spirit, wild and free."

Captain Jago faced a choice, Between his heart and practical voice, This golden lobster, rare and fine, Could make his family's fortune shine.

But Tegen spoke with gentle grace, "Papa, look at Lulu's face, She's not just treasure to be sold, But friend worth more than gold."

Young Lowen added with a grin, "Let kindness and love win, Great-Grandfather would set her free, Back to her home beneath the sea."

The children's wisdom touched his heart, And set his conscience apart, Captain Jago made his choice, Love would be his guiding voice.

With gentle hands he held her high, Beneath the Cornish morning sky, "Dear Lulu, you must be free, To swim back to your deep blue sea."

Lulu promised as she went, Her gratitude would never be spent, She'd guide their nets and keep them blessed, For choosing love above the rest.

Into the sparkling blue ocean waves she gracefully slipped away, But her wonderful magic lives on today, In hearts that choose what's good and right.