Its head blossomed from the depths like a flower in May,
the body was more blue then grey,
I wanted to feel the bristle of its brush-like teeth,
(If I could, I would name it Keith.)
The nature of this creature was very strange,
more confusing then a little boy at Studley Grange.
I think whoever named this animal liked ale,
That’s why this amazing animal is called a whale.
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Absolutely brilliant, loved the wit of this poem 💞
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