The Call of Nature
Upon the oceans rising swell
Albatross, penguins, seals as well
On the surface, or down below
For eight months the life they’ll know
Natures call to procreation!
And miles from their destination.
Until that call, life was so slow
For eight months the life they’ll know
For most when destinations reached
Most babies born where mothers beached
Done, back to sea where they’ll grow
For eight months the life they’ll know
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