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And queer as it can be Of a curious little family That lives within the sea.
And their simple family plan, How they rear their children And the way she treats her man.
He's a cu-ri-os-i-ty, With his skeleton on the outside For everyone to see.
And when it's time to rest, He twines his tail around seaweed Or he'd swim himself to death.
It's as simple as can be, Mama lays her eggs in Papa's pouch, He has the family.
She has it pretty nifty, While Papa toils and tends his "colts" Of at least two hundred fifty.
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