Perched on top of an unruly head of hair, and an even unrulier head, the Mevagissiat had a better view than most.
‘If only I had eyes!’ thought the Mevagissiat; and lo and behold the Mevagissiat had eyes.
‘I can see!’ said the Mevvagissiat, and saw all the things around: the seagulls,the boats, the people, the people on the boats, the seagulls looking down upon the people on the boats.
The Mevagissiat looked and looked and thought, ‘if only I had a mouth, I could sing about all the things I’ve seen!’ And lo and behold the Mevagissiat had a mouth.
And now the Mevagissiat could sing, and did – but not that well, the Mevvagossiat was ‘not’ a good singer.
As any that happened to cross it’s path would testify.