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
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