Danny Kaye was a brilliant comedian, and this song from about 1952 is one of his typical performances. The lyrics by his wife, Sylvia Fine, are full of verbal pyrotechnics, puns, and craziness. I hadn't listened to it for a long time and laughed out loud at the little English grammar detail in it. It is incongruous because, in the middle of butchering the language with nonsensical rhymes, the chorus suddenly stops to bring up a silly piece of classroom English. The detail is that technically the word "who" is a subject pronoun and should be "whom" when it is a direct or indirect object. Native speakers observe this in careful writing, but often use "who" "incorrectly" in casual speech. It used to be something that English teachers made a big point of.

I'm including about thirty seconds leading up to the "grammar lesson" so that you can get the flavor of the song. The reference to "home on the range" is a terrible pun, because "Home on the Range" is a famous song about cowboys on the open cattle range, while a kitchen stove can also be called a "range."

Incidentally, despite delivering a completely silly song at lightning speed, Kaye's diction and pronunciation are impeccable. Listen to the way he pronounces "bat 'em," "macadam," and "atom," so accurately that they do not quite rhyme.

<a href="https://youtu.be/Sz1TN3e4zlQ?t=63" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">Uncle Pockets (Danny Kaye)</a>

Kaye: He’s got a scooter full of chromework,

A brush to make your comb work,

A magic pencil that will do your homework;

And balls if you can bat ‘em,

A cat that eats macadam,

An atomizer if you find an atom;

A telephone to chat on,

A mat to put your cat on,

A frying pan that has a cowboy hat on,

Which, when you come to think of it, isn’t very strange—

For a pot should be at home on the range!

Chorus: Oh, now we know on whom to depend

For rockets and sockets and sprockets--

Kaye: All right, on whom-a-youm-a-youm-a-deem-a-pend-eeem-youm?

Chorus: On the man with the pockets and pockets and pockets and pockets and pockets and pockets!

Whoop-de-doo and hullaballoo, alakazam and he comes to you,

Kaye: Uncle Pockets, Uncle Pockets with his magic pockets,

Chorus: Whoop-de-doo and hullaballoo, alakazam and he finds for you,

Kaye: Mops and tops and lollipops, also a canoe—

Which could be worn as a shoe!

Chorus: <em>A shoe?</em>

Kaye: Could be worn as a shoe.