3-Jun-05 (Created: 3-Jun-05) | More in 'Poems'

Aquarium

Oh, the shark, shark, shark
Comes a swimmin' in the dark.
He's ferocious and he's hungry every day.
In the foaming ocean tide,
The little fishes run and hide
`Til the great, big shark will swim away.

At th' aquarium,
At th' aquarium,
Where the fishes make the googly eyes
And stare-ium.
And the other little fishes
Come and marry'em.
At th' aquarium where we can go.

Now the octopus' charms
Are his long and slender arms.
They're as long and as stickly as can be.
And the octopus' fun is to hug it's honeybun,
But I don't believe I'd like it done to me.

At th' aquarium
At th' aquarium,
Where the fishes make the googly eyes
And stare-ium.
And the other little fishes
Come and marry'em.
At th' aquarium where we can go.

There's a little baby clam
And he sits down in the sand.
And he sits there every single day.
And he never blinks an eye
At the fishes passing by.
And he never has a single thing to say.

At th' aquarium
At th' aquarium,
Where the fishes make the googly eyes
And stare-ium.
And the other little fishes
Come and marry'em.
At th' aquarium where we can go.

Now the swordfish has a sword
That'll stick right through a board.
So I guess he kinda swims
Whereever he pleases.
Now who'd `a ever suppose
He'd have a sword instead of a nose.
Makes you wonder what he does
Whenever he sneezes!

At th' aquarium,
At th' aquarium,
Where the fishes make the googly eyes
And stare-ium.
And the other little fishes
Come and marry'em.
At th' aquarium where we can go.
At th' aquarium where we can go.