william wee the shy walrus
William Wee the whacky walrus from Waikiki
brought along a book, a banana and a ukelele
the book was about aliens, he was creeped out about them
the banana was rotten in places, we cut it down on a whim
the ukelele was great, and William Wee’s singing voice fine
He sang songs to us all day, I believe I counted twenty-nine
You cannot say he is not a party all by himself, my dad said.
William Wee was humble and shy; his ears promptly turned red
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