Today I saw a puffin
I don’t think it saw me
It had a very pretty beak
And was swimming in the sea
And then I saw another one
Flying very low and fast
Flapping very quick its wings
Because its body is so vast
And then I heard a story
That really is quite sad
That locals kill and cook this bird
If you think that’s bad
They also dry the dead birds out
And use their frames as fuel
To do such things to such a bird
Is nothing short of cruel
But then these people have to live
And are doing this resourcefully
I only wish they could keep the beaks
To make them into jewellery!