Oh, I never had a notion
Of the wetness of the ocean.
It’s so salty, and so wavy, and so wet.
It’s the perfect place for playing,
It’s for sliding and for swaying,
Why, it’s just about as wet as it can get!
Why, I really had no notion
Of the hugeness of the ocean.
Why, it’s just about as big as it can be.
It’s the perfect place for bathing.
It’s a pickle’s perfect plaything.
Oh, the wet and salty ocean, that’s for me!
Oh, the sea’s a pickle lotion
And it has a peaceful motion,
Since it’s made of wiggly waves and salty foam.
It’s the place to take vacations.
I must tell all my relations
That it’s better than the pickle juice at home!
Why, they haven’t any notion
What it’s like out on the ocean.
This is something they have simply got to see.
It’s a perfect place for cruise-ing
And it’s tops in pickle juice-ing.
Why, the perfect place for pickles is at sea!
Oh, to float out on the ocean
Is the best in locomotion,
HENRY
THE
PICKLE
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