I am Goliath of the deep; I have a giant family. Some are known killers, but most live in peace. Some are sexual, and some are horn-y. One is known as blue; most are colored bleak.

He’s been to the moon with a chosen few, And to Paris with his family, except you-know-who. His best friend’s a cowboy, though they weren’t at the start, And the haircut named after him is pretty dang short.

This is what you must have before you get a job

I shine up your smile but I’m not a mop, I tickle your chompers, then tell you don’t stop! I wear silly foam like a snowy white beard, morning and night, I magically appear.

Some contain clothes, others have boxes. Some even contain skeletons. One last thing, nothing to worry about, Some have people coming out.