There was a sculpin named Ulrik,
Swimming in the ocean’s mystique.
He thought he was invisible, so sly,
But everyone saw him, no wall to hide by.
Ulrik swam proudly past a crab,
“You can’t see me!” he babbled, quite drab.
The crab laughed and waved its claw,
“Ulrik, you’re visible, that’s what we all saw!”
One day Ulrik met an old eel,
“I’m invisible!” Ulrik declared with zeal.
The eel smiled and shook its head,
“Ulrik, my friend, you’re visible, no code to be read.”
Ulrik finally understood, with a little sigh,
That he was visible, no crowd to deny.
But he laughed and swam on with glee,
For being visible was no misery.
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