>>29182280"The time has come," the Walrein said,
"To talk of many things:
Of Mews--Hoppips--and Quick Attacks--
Of Salacs—and Slakings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And if Tepigs have wings."
"But wait a bit," the Cloysters cried,
"Enjoy life while alive;
For some of us are out of breath,
And none of us know Dive!"
"No hurry!" said the Conkeldurr.
“In time we’ll soon arrive.”
"A loaf of bread," the Walrein said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Oran and Tomato besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, Cloysters dear,
We can begin to feed."
"But not on us!" the Cloysters cried,
As they turned white with F.E.A.R.
"After such kindness, this news is
A dismal thing to hear!"
"Oh, worry not," the Walrein said.
"Now won’t you please come near?”
"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!"
The Conkeldurr said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"
"It seems a shame," the Walrein said,
"To play them such a Trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
The Conkeldurr said nothing but
"The Poffin's crust’s too thick!"
"I weep for you," the Walrein said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and Fake Tears blurting out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his Poke-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.
"O Cloysters," said the Conkeldurr,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.
