The moon is gone, the sun is out
I think it’s time to rise
The surface plankton float about
My journey points towards the skies
I rise above, I get pushed right
Rise some more, I tilt a bit
I try to swim with all my might
It doesn’t work – it’s not a fit
I reach the surface, feel the sun
I love the light of day
For when I’m warm, I then can run
And it’s more facile to catch my prey
My prey zooms by, catches the eye
I swim quite fast, it can’t get past
For prey is helpless to get by
I gobble it up – for long it does not last
Blue underwater waves I ride
Deep down under the sea once more
From predators I now shall hide
Far away from the shore
With others of my kind I congregate
Together we form a school
Together we shall stay up late
Less chance of removal from the gene pool
And that is the story of my quotidian quest
Daily rounds; bottom, top and back
Deep down under I get my rest
Go up for food, then back down to the pack
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