In the depths of the ocean blue, A creature glides, graceful and true, The Cyerce Elegans, a sight to behold, Its beauty, a story yet untold.

With tentacles waving like a dancer’s arms, It moves with ease, free from harm, Its body, a canvas of vibrant hues, A rainbow of colors, a stunning muse.

Like a butterfly, it flutters by, A symphony of motion, a gentle sigh, Its movements, a dance of pure delight, A waltz in the sea, a magical sight.

With grace and poise, it floats along, A melody of life, a soothing song, Its adverbial phrases, a whisper in the breeze, A symphony of nature, a moment to seize.

Oh, Cyerce Elegans, a sea slug so rare, A simile of beauty, beyond compare, May you continue to dance and play, In the ocean’s depths, day after day.