Until one day a creature who he’d never seen
Got caught in his mouth, in the strings of baleen
The creature it seemed was a man in a suit
With fluffy white pants, a glass helmet, and boots
The man, through the glass, said, “Help me I’m caught!
I’m not your fish food; I’m a lost astronaut!”
So Vincent replied, “Oh, I couldn’t harm a fly!
I’m as gentle as June, I’m as peaceful as pie”
But the astronaut, in fear, turned and wiggled and tossed
He was floss for a whale and so terribly lost
But just then out of the blue floated a piece of driftwood
And the man in the suit did what any man would
He pulled and he screamed to escape from the mouth
Of Vincent the whale, who was as mean as a mouse