Barbapapa (with apologies to Tzipi Shavit)

Barbapapa was born in the field

He was raised 'tween the birds and the trees

But because his shape was a strange one of sorts

He was ridiculed by all of his peers

They called him an inflated balloon

And they treated him like a buffoon

Which is why he was struttin' all sad and depressed

With no friend in the world, of his own

Barbapapa, Barbapapa

You're a special one, that's true

Barbapapa, Barbapapa

We declare our love for you