To where the winds and waters are, with their multitudinous thunderings. My prow shall furrow the whitening sea, out into the teeth of the lashing wind, Where a thousand billows snarl and flee in a smother of foam behind. O strong and terrible Mother Sea, let me lie once more on your cool white breast, Your winds have blown through the heart of me and called me back from the land's dull rest. We've been looking for a walrus to come with us and play.
Walruses have lots of whiskers and they're very fat.
We've been looking for a walrus so come and search with me. Walruses walk with four flippers over ice and snow. When the want to go swimming Into the water they go.