On the warm sand, by the sea,
stood the Beach Dojo, with a roof of palm leaves.
Pina the little pineapple ran up the steps.

"I want to learn!" she said.
"I want every belt, all the way to black!"
Grandpa Coconut opened one sleepy eye.

"Then sit with me," he said, very slowly.
"First, we listen."
And he gave her a soft white belt.