I’m a Manatee

From time to time I dream that I'm a manatee
Undulating underneath the sea
Unshackled by the chains of idle vanity
A modest manatee, that's me

I look just like a chubby, brown banana-tee
As I nose along the cozy ocean floor
Immune from human folly and inanity
That's why a manatee is such a happy herbivore

I'm a manatee, I'm a manatee
I'm every bit as wrinkled as my grann-atee
No difference between my face and fann-atee
A noble manatee, that's me

With the dietary habits of a manatee
I never fail to lick my platter clean
I sprinkle seaweed on my raisin bran-a-tee
The perfect manatee cuisine

With my wit, sophistication, and urbanity
I dignify my watery domain
No one near will ever hear me use profanity
Because a manatee has his image to maintain

I'm a manatee, I'm a manatee
I keep my reputation spick and span-atee
No difference between my face and fann-atee
A stately manatee, that's me

Encumbered by my lumbering gigan-atee
I'm thought to be an ocean-going brute
The least appealing creature on the planet-ee
But to a manatee, I'm cute

I prefer my world of silence and of sanity
But my underwater friends don't all agree
For whenever I am dreaming I'm a manatee
Somewhere a manatee is dreaming that he's me

I'm a manatee, I'm a manatee
Outside the fold of boring old humanity
No difference between my face and fann-atee
I'm a roly-poly, jelly-rolly, sugar-bowly
Heart-and-soully manatee, that's me!