It's expected of someone of your stature to puff so elegantly,
but I see you're far from what I expected.
You swim in murky veins & feed on the microscopic ones.
I swam, once, in a large bowl of saliva and muck. It was not so pleasent.
But I met a pleasant chap who asked me for directions.
I told him to go to the tower instead.
There were tall walls there that would make his shadow grow.
And so he swam & I drifted unconcious & then dissolved into salt particles.
I salted the salty seas.