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The Harp and the Whale and the School by Tom Parker

Down under the waters of Oregon Bay, Just south of the Marigold Tidepool, They tell of a story that's hard to believe, Of Harp and the Whale and the School. The Harp was a seal that swam in the sea, Its fur was so white on a young pup, But hunters they came and they clubbed them all down, The babies they never grew up. Wo, the babies they never grew up. The Whale was a creature quite big as a house, That swam in the oceans at high tide, It seems that extinction was to be their fate: Last seen in nineteen ninety-five. Wo, there's nary a whale that's alive. How could it be, Couldn't the people see, That all life here on Earth is a commune? Once, Birds filled the sky, Before they too all died, And now nothing is left, but the Harvest Moon. The School was a gath'ring of colorful fish, That banded together in millions, But hunting, pollution and killing for sport, And now all the schools they are gone. Wo, yes all of the schools they are gone. Sing now! The Harp's now an instrument plucked with your hand, The Wail is the cry of the vanquished, And School is a place where we learn what we've lost, So sad that it's turned out like this. Wo, it isn't quite what we had wished. Down under the waters of Oregon Bay, Just south of the Marigold Tidepool, They'll tell you a story that's hard to believe, Of Harp and the Whale and the School. Wo, the Harp and the Whale and the School.

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