Golden Intentions

Terence goes back to the table.

What's going on with the crabs? asks Belle.

They're waiting for the fish to remember some crab deeds, says Terence.

Then what? asks Sweezus, taking his third slice of pizza.

The fish will tell the crabs what the deeds are, says Terence.

Then what will they do? asks Marie.

The last verse of the poem, says Terence.

What poem? asks Arthur, playing with a string of mozzarella.

Go and ask them, say Terence.

Arthur goes over.

Who are you? asks the small fish (unlucky).

A poet who's given up poetry, says Arthur.

You've got a cheese whisker, says Alexander-Red-Hook.

Arthur runs his hand over his chin.So he has. He eats it.

You may as well go, says Alexander-Groovy. We've got this.

I only came over to listen, says Arthur.

Listen, then, says Alexander-Red-Hook. This fish knows a story about crab deeds.

I do, says the small fish (unlucky). There was this Golden Crab once. He was a crab by day and a man by night, and he turned into an eagle whenever he wanted.

How about that? says Alexander-Red-Hook. Now all we have to do is make it the last verse of the poem.

What's the rest of it? asks Arthur.

Alexander-Groovy (the author) recites a short version:

Alexander-Retro the boldest among us
Lies in a bin
Pierced with glass shards
Sharp and celestial blue
blah blah blah the boldest among us
Though his deeds were few.

I see, says Arthur. You want to make the Golden Crab connection.

Right, says Alexander-Groovy. But how? He didn't do any of that stuff.

A crab by day, with Golden intentions, says Arthur.

All three living crabs love this. So does the small fish (unlucky).

Who doesn't have Golden intentions?