Wally is a gentle walrus,
He flops about all day.
Wally likes to make a fuss,
Of all his babes at play.
He likes to eat a tasty fish,
He even chews the shell.
He thinks it is a lovely dish,
And says it goes down well.
He really isn’t full of grace,
He would be if he could.
But Wally has a nice a old face,
That’s kind and very good.
I know he looks a little queer
And seems a wee bit odd.
But really he is quite a dear,
And he, too, was made by God.