On the first day
All of this got started
Got the last name
Of my father's father
This riddle gets too hard to solve so I
leave it on the shelf
But I am just like everybody else
Pen to paper
This wish of mine
Filled an ocean
And I dive inside
Then the waves get darker
And they take me on a ride
But I'd be floating on my back
If I could only find the tide
When this riddle gets too hard to
solve I leave it on the shelf
I am just like everybody else