Albatross
A feather afloat
Just one of but many
On a creature a-soar
Over waters so plenty
A landscape of blue
Fills up every sight
Both above and below
With occasional white
Skimming the waves
On age-wisened wings
With scarcely a flap
Thanks to day's thermal rings
For this age old bird
Days float by slow
For the Albatross rules
These oceans of old
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