Burl Ives — The Whale

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