The Tower part II (A Novel Sight)

Mr. cricket, thank you for the song.
It was quite creative but you told the story wrong.
I have heard the tower fables all before
And I'm afraid I must refute your insect lore.

It is a novel sight but one you'll never see
When a tower tires of standing rooted like a tree
And leaves its lonely hill to wander off into the sea
And in a nightly nap along the ocean floor
It notices a hermit crab swimming past its door
And struggling with the undertow from a passing storm.

"Excuse me" says the tower "but you should come inside
To take a moments refuge from the ever turning tide
And wait within my holding for the weather to subside."

"I'm sorry" says the little crab "I must keep rambling on
I'm nothing but a crab inside a dream within a song
Recited by a garden ages after we are gone.
I'm on my way to dinner and the journey's taking very long."