I got a request to identify this beastie washed up on a beach in Russia—there’s a whole gallery of pictures, if you don’t mind looking at rotting cadavers.
Anyway, this one’s easy. Everyone with kids will know the answer: sing along with Raffi and me…
Baby Beluga in the deep blue sea,
Swim so wild and you swim so free.
Heaven above, and the sea below,
And a little white whale on the go.
Of course, this one isn’t a baby, so when you bring your kids in to show them the rotting mess of a dead whale while singing the song, you’ll have to explain that it is Mommy or Daddy Beluga, and Baby Beluga is all alone in the cold dark sea, with sharks circling him.
(As you might guess, I heard “Baby Beluga” so freaking many times when the kids were young—we had it on a cassette that I think we wore out in the car.)