In the sea once upon a time O my Best Beloved there was a Whale and he ate fishes He ate the starfish starfish and the garfish and the crab and the dab and the plaice and the dace and the skate and his mate and the mackereel and the pickereel and the really truly twirly-whirly eel All the fishes he could find in all the sea he ate with his mouth so Till at last there was only one small fish left in all the sea and he was a small Stute Fish and he swam a little behind the Whale’s right ear so as to be out of harm’s way Then the Whale stood up on his tail and said I’m hungry And the small Stute Fish said in a small stute voice Noble and generous Cetacean have you ever tasted Man No said the Whale What is it like Nice said the small Stute Fish Nice but nubbly Then fetch me some said the Whale and he made the sea froth up with his tail One at a time is enough said the Stute Fish If you swim to latitude Fifty North longitude Forty West that is Magic you will find sitting on a raft in the middle of the sea with nothing on but a pair of blue canvas breeches
