[verse 1] In the quiet corners of Australian streams, where gum trees whisper secrets to the water, there glides a creature—a surreal dream, part duck, part beaver, part something else entirely. Behold the platypus, an enigma wrapped in fur, with a bill like a child's drawing gone awry— a flat spoon unfurling from its snout, tasting the muddled flavors of murky depths. [chorus] Just another song about the platypus A critter stranger than an octopus I've never been down to Australia But I've seen a platypus at the zoo [verse 2] Webbed feet paddle through reeds and rushes, while it dives with grace only dreams can conjure; its tail thrums against water's surface like a heartbeat— the rhythm of nature's most whimsical invention. Here is a mammal that lays eggs, oh irony! A contradiction in every line of its being; evolution’s punchline delivered with flair— “Who needs labels when you can simply exist?” [chorus] Just another song about the platypus A critter stranger than an octopus I've never been down to Australia But I've seen a platypus at the zoo [verse 3] Its gaze reflects mischief and curiosity; perhaps it knows it's too bizarre for this world. Slinking between realms of reality and absurdity, it embodies both whimsy and ancient wisdom. With venomous spurs hidden away like secrets, it carries its own brand of danger beneath soft fur— yet it seeks no thrill beyond lunch's gentle embrace; just shrimp and insects dancing on a watery stage. [chorus] Just another song about the platypus A critter stranger than an octopus I've never been down to Australia But I've seen a platypus at the zoo [verse 4] Oh platypus! You are poetry in motion— a riddle birthed from evolution's notebook; your existence whispers laughter into the wild air — reminding us to embrace our quirks with glee. So here’s to you, oddball among beasts: may your meanderings inspire all who watch, to celebrate life as a patchwork quilt sewn together— imperfectly beautiful in its delightful absurdity. [outro] Just another song about the platypus
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