| SONGS |
| SARAH THE WHALE |
| In ‘Frisco Bay there was a whale And she ate oysters by the pail By thimble By teacup By bathtub and by schooner Her name was Sarah and when she smiled She showed her teeth for miles and miles And tonsils, and spare ribs And things to fierce to mention Now what would you do with a whale like that? What would you do if she sat on your hat? Or your toothbrush? Or your counselors (campers)? Or anything else that’s useless(ful) like that |
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