little lonely sea dragon

Petite scrappy leafy body
Looking for some food
It may look a little dotty
Yet has a great attitude

Hanging to the kelp
Sees a little fish drug away
Lonely has no time to help
She doesn’t want to be a fillet

Very small and tiny
Its leaves are not to defend
Her back isn’t spiny
They help her blend

Southern cost of Australia
A case drops through the water
Lonely finds some regalia
The water seems to get hotter

As the sun rises high above
Lonely goes to eat
There is no love
And no more Lonely to be a conceit