Stinky the dolphin’s come to play
He washed up on the beach today,
And on the strand, he rots away,
Whiff, Whiff, Whiff, Whiff, Stinky.
Stinky the dolphin’s come to play.
He used to frolic in the waves
But that’s no way for a corpse to behave
So now he decomposes.
He used to click and squeak in the foam,
As all around the seas he’d roam
But above the tideline is his new home
He’s become a seagulls’ restaurant.
His bones are exposed as he turns to slime
He could outswim the tide, but he couldn’t beat time
And as I hold my nose, I wonder when I’m
Gonna be joining Stinky.
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