Shrimp

In the depths where waters gleam, Lies a creature, small as a dream. A shrimp, so tiny, yet so grand, A marvel in the ocean's hand. With shell of pink, a fragile hue, It dances in the ocean's blue. It scuttles by on slender feet, In tidal rhythms, light and fleet. It curls within a coral's shade, A secret in the deep displayed. Yet, in its silent, humble way, It brightens up the darkest bay. Though small, it plays a vital role, A heartbeat in the ocean's soul. A shrimp, though often overlooked, Is in nature's grand design, well-booked. So let us marvel at its grace, This tiny wonder in its place. For in the shrimp's soft, subtle sway, We find the sea's eternal play.

Simple clicker game about collecting differently colored shrimps

Are you tired of watching paint dry or grass grow, or do you want to continue your cycle of procrastination? Click the shrimp.

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j'aime bien.

Simple lovely old fashioned clicker that doesn't take a decade to finish.