the whale

There’s a whale who lives in a hole in the hill;
his arrival can not be explained.
He’s buried in dirt and says it don’t hurt;
and Maris is really his name.

You might think it antical such a big lug
get stuck in this rightly odd spot,
but the fit is quite snug like a bottle and plug
and i assure you, to him, that it’s not, that it’s not.
I assure you to him that it’s not.

His fins did not keep their swimingly sweep;
which, surely, is what fins are for.
Not for a dig like the nose of a pig –
it’s in water he’s built to explore!

So gather your friends and, yes, that means you
(in insgsjoh i haven’t a doubt).
On a one and a two, come, dig in each shoe!
And by-golly we’ll get this blimp out, get him out!
By-golly we’ll get this blimp out!


3 Responses to “the whale”

  1. 1 iancrozier February 3, 2010 at 12:04 am

    hilarious. both the lilt and the drawing reminds me so much of boyhood kipling just-so stories (see how the whale got his throat, how the camel got his hump etc…)

  2. 3 Clare February 4, 2010 at 7:23 pm

    Those animals are so absolutely precious. So cute! The skiing cat was the best. One of our kitties is so petrified of the snow, she will hide under the bed every time it snows against our sliding glass door. Thankfully its somewhat sheltered or we wouldn’t see her from November to April!

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