An Ode

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The Ballestas Islands are in Peru,
so here is a poem just for you.
Many strange birds this day were seen,
don’t know all names but some were green.

To go to islands you need a boat,
the driver was human not a goat.
Sorry about the previous line,
but sometimes you need words that rhyme.

For months the bird we had wanted to view,
without resorting to going to a zoo,
was the humble penguin small and fair,
and on these islands we saw them there.

Black and white and full of fun,
Cavorting merrily in the sun.
Not alone were our feathered friends.
The rocks were packed from end to end.

Cormorants, terns and pelicans too,
only just to name a few.
A condor or two would soar in the sky,
Though the penguins were the ones that caught our eye.

Birds were not the only sight,
on the rocks we saw sea lions fight,
and on return by the fishing fleet,
dolphins would jump, dark and sleek.

All in all a wonderful day,
to see the wildlife all at play.
Of course it’s just a start for us,
As we will go to the Galapagos.

Ps your correspondent apologises for the last verse which is woeful, but was desperately trying to fit in our trip to the Galapagos !!!

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Comments

[albert]

Galapagos
To the Galapagos we will go Where the guano is piled up like snow Whilst the penguns are dear There ain't no cold beer So it's back to the mainland we go

[Lauren Murray]

Oh very well done!