(spoken) Here's a song about a whale
with a most amazing appetite.
In San Francisco town there lived a whale
Who ate pork chops by the pale,
By the pill-box, by the suitcase,
By the bathtub, by the schooner.
Her name was Sara and she's a peach
But you can't leave food within her reach
Nor nurse-maids, nor Airedales,
Nor chocolate ice cream sodas.
She eats a lot but when she smiles
You can see her teeth for miles and miles,
And her adenoids, and her spare ribs,
And things too fierce to mention.
So what can you do in a case like that?
what can you do except sit on your hat,
Or your toothbrush, or your grandmother,
Or anything else that's helpless.