Frannie of the Bay

A morning calm as glass, the tide whispers low

In San Francisco Bay, where legends flow

Bill and Bob in their car, coffee steaming bright

Chasing tales of the sea, lost in morning light

Then a shimmer caught their eye, a flicker of green

On a submerged rock, a sight so surreal, serene

High tide rising, the sun begins to gleam

What emerged from the depths, it felt like a dream

Frannie, oh Frannie, the serpent of the bay

With scales like hexagons, you danced through the spray

Twenty yards away, a vision so grand

A sea creature’s beauty, mother nature’s hand

Green like the treasures that dwell in the deep

Fins like petals, a secret to keep

Her body above the water, beauty so true

In the calm of the bay, the world feels anew

Frannie, oh Frannie, the serpent of the bay

With scales like hexagons, you danced through the spray

Twenty yards away, a vision so grand

A sea creature’s beauty, mother nature’s hand

Since eighteen seventy-five, stories arise

Of Frannie the serpent, a glimmering surprise

Echoes through ages, like whispers from the sea

Twin brothers on the shore, forever they'll be

Frannie beached on the ledge, basking in the sun

A moment etched in time, two lives now as one

Oh, to witness her grace, to feel the ocean's lore

The spirit of the bay, forever to explore

Frannie, oh Frannie, the serpent of the bay

With scales like hexagons, you danced through the spray

Twenty yards away, a vision so grand

A sea creature’s beauty, mother nature’s hand

So lift up your coffee, toast to the sight

Of Frannie the serpent, a wondrous delight

In San Francisco Bay, where stories flow free

A dance with the ocean, eternally