Oh yes, I agree with you there, most assuredly,

Such a blubbery and classy meal a billionaire is,

Moaning whales of the flowing capital markets.

How many families can eat their massive bloat,

And how many homes illuminated from their oils,

How many bodies snuggled tuft in tanner coats,

How many tools forged from their dried bones?

And so delicious too, nothing as good,

They’ve eaten finely across the world,

And their meat is flavourful rich from it.

And lo, look beyond us there,

I see a splash on the horizon!

To our boats wrapped in skin,

Skeletons of the last to come!

Delicious, hmm, wonderful!

Such a blessing will they be,

To our starving community,

A hoarded trove of goods,

Once they’re hunted dead,

And floating upside down!

Quick, tether baleen chord to a cutbone harpoon,

And flush a tailbone water paddle to catch them!

Certainly such a full meal will sustain our future,

But, we all have to lug a bulbous body to ground,

To split carcass and celebrate sharing it around.

But, what a wasteful state we must be in,

To let such a blubbery feast float on by us.