Hush Baby Narwal, don't say a word,
Mama doesn't think your horn's absurd.
And if anyone else dares to says so,
Mama's gonna stick them on an ice floe.
And if that floe doesn't float away,
Mama's gonna make them into a shish kebab.
And if that couplet doesn't rhyme,
Mama's still gonna make them into a shish kebab.