There was a whale,
A rare whale
Who had bare feet.

He was happy with his tool kit.
But suddenly the tool kit lit
And when the tool kit ignite
He said, '' My tool kit was burned at the right.''

He felt sorry
And began to worry
For he borrowed it from the old lady.

Then when the old lady came,
She asked him, '' Why are you lame? ''
He can't talk
Neither can't walk.

He became a rare whale
With a strange tail.

Shepherd Reyna

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lonely-whale/