How could a finger puppet book be so absolutely gut wrenchingly sad.
Little Shark’s home is deep in the sea
He is surrounded by fish but they always flee
All the little shark wants are a few nice friends
But when they come near
He always offends
Little shark just wants to have a fun day
Play hide and seek in the surf and swim ‘round the bay
But poor little shark spends his days all alone
Is it too much to ask for a friend of his own
The starfish must have read little sharks mind
He’ll make the perfect new friend
He’s one of a kind!
Not only has little shark found a best friend
But he found a gold star
The kind you know will glow from afar
