I’d like to tell a story
So I can make it known
About the cutest little bird
The best that’s ever flown
Many of us wonder
What it feels like up above
We watch the seagulls, larks and jays
The pigeons and the doves
Gliding through the air with ease
Owning all the sky
Diving down with grace and speed
When tasty food they eye
In number, birds are many
There’s more than we could name
And yet, there is but only one
Who runs the feathered game
So stop and pay attention
For knowledge, I bestow
The greatest bird to ever live
Is one you all will know
Passion unmatched, they fight for love
When times get rough they toughen,
Wear coats of armor, black and white
That’s right, our King’s the puffin
How many birds will test for sharks
By pushing friends off rocks?
Or pluck their haters eyes right out
When threatened, scared, or mocked?
Little butlers hop around
Though penguins they are not
But try to take a puffin on
And prepare your corpse to rot
Short man’s syndrome, you might say?
I would argue no
Puffins simply run bird world
No doubt the best of show
How the World Should Work 