His father was a whale,
With a feather in his tail,
Who lived in the Greenland sea;
And his mother was a shark,
Who kept very dark
In the Gulf of Caribbee.
His uncles were a skate,
And a little whitebait,
And a flounder, and a chub beside;
And a lovely pickerel,
Both a beauty and a belle,
Had promised for to be his bride.
You may think these things are strange,
And they _are_ a little change
From the ordinary run, 'tis true;
But the queerest thing (to me)
Of all appeared to be,
That _he_ was a kangaroo!