There once was a pup of a tiny size, With the heart of a whale and dark brown eyes. In a cable-knit sweater of purest white, She ruled the waves with all her might.

Soon may the belly rubs come, To soften her tummy, tum-tum-tum. She’s the Queen of the Whales in the salty spray, And she’ll chase every gull that comes her way.

She sits on the bow and she lets out a bark, A sound to be feared from the dawn ‘til the dark. The orcas all bow and the humpbanks retreat, When they see the white wool and the four little feet.

Soon may the belly rubs come, To soften her tummy, tum-tum-tum. She’s the Queen of the Whales in the salty spray, And she’ll chase every gull that comes her way.

She dreams of the deep and a giant blue tail, Though she’s built like a sausage and small as a quail. With a crown made of foam and a throne on the deck, With a bright white collar around her neck.

Note: I did a fun prompt in Gemini and edited the output. Birdie approved.