There’s a dolphin living in my fridge,
Although I’ve never seen him.
That is, of course, if he’s not a she,
I wonder if he’s passing through, or settling in.
He fusses when I close the icebox,
Hmm… Maybe he IS really a he!
Busting out his best flipper impression,
A chirping Jamboree.
I have to chuckle upon each vocalization,
I think we’re warming up to each other.
I’m gonna call him enigma,
And enjoy without the need to discover!