I’m a tank-runner, running the area of my tank. I’m the prawn-devourer, eating every prawn in sight. We’ll often fight over a prawn like a bunch of wrestlers.

But we’re friends now like we never fought at all

If you want me I’ll be sunbathing on my platform above the sandy tank water.

If you want me I’ll be trying to get up this white rock, to look over at my brother who’s still sunbathing.