Shhh... Shhhh!
QUIET!
With cat-like tread,
Upon our prey we steal,
In slience dread,
Our cautious way we feel,
No sound at all,
We never speak a word,
A fly's footfall would be disctinctly heard!
Come, friends, who plough the sea!
Truce to navigation, take another station!
Let's vary...