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30 As it crawls through the mud,
its sharp and spiny hide
    tears the ground apart.
31 And when it swims down deep,
the sea starts churning
    like boiling oil,
32 and it leaves behind a trail
    of shining white foam.

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30 Its undersides are jagged potsherds,
    leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.(A)
31 It makes the depths churn like a boiling caldron(B)
    and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.(C)
32 It leaves a glistening wake behind it;
    one would think the deep had white hair.

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