The walrus and the carpenter
Were walking cross the land
The beach was wide from side to side
But much to full of sand
"Mr Walrus," said the carpenter,
"My brain begins to perk
We'll sweep this clear and in a year
If you don't mind the work."

"The time has come," the walrus said,
"To talk of other things
Of shoes and ships and ceiling wax
Of cabagges and kings
And while the see is boiling hot
And wheather pigs have wings
Kaloo Kalay no work today
Were cabbages and kings"

Oysters, come and walk with us
The day is warm and bright
A pleasent walk
A pleasent talk
Would be a shear delight
(Yes and perhaps if we get hungery on the way
We coul stop and ah, have a bite!!)
But mother oyster winked her eye
And shook her weary head
She new too well it was much to soon
To leave her oyster bed
"The see is nice
Take my advice
And stay right here" mom said

The time has come my little friends
To talk of other things
Of shoes and ships and ceiling wax
Of cabbagges and kings
And while the sea is boiling hot
And wheather pigs have wings
Kaloo Kalay come run away
With the cabbagges and kings

Now ah, let me see
Ah!! A loaf of bread is what we cheerly need
(And how about some pepper, salt and vinagar?)
Ah yes yes of course of course
Now oysters dear, if you are ready
We shall begin the feed
(FEED!!)
Oh yes ah, the time has come my little friends
To talk of food and things
(Of pepper corns and mustard seeds
And other seasonings
We'll mix 'em all together
In a sauce that's made for kings
Kaloo Kalay we'll eat today
Like cabbagges and kings!!)

I, I wait for you I, oh excuse me
I deeply simplisize
For I've enjoyed you company
Oh much more than you realize
"Little oysters, little oysters??"
But answer there came none
And this was sc