A whale is stout around the middle.
He is stout about the ends,
& so is all his family
& so are all his friends.

He's pleased that he's enormous,
He's happy that he weighs tons,
& so are all his daughers
& so are all his sons.

He eats when he is hungry
Each kind of food he wants
& so do all his uncles
& so do all his aunts.

He doesn't mind his blubber,
He doesn't mind his creases,
& neither do his nephews
& neither do his nieces.

You may find him chubby,
You may find him fat,
But he would disagree with you:
He likes himself like that.