Old Boy is Back - By Shireen Helps
Open the door and in he hops
Pattering across the kitchen floor
Demanding breakfast before husband and me
Cats looking on with a quizzical look
Old Boy is back!
Is the word getting out?
A soft touch in there.
Why suffer old age from starvation and death
Why die at sea
With easy fish in a dish on offer
Two this year been in before
Deliberately came back for an easy moult
Old boy is new but with stiff flipper
Knows life at sea is over
Rest home for penguins thinks he.
A pandemic on, fish not on tap
Fish running out and better penguins to feed
Who will survive to possibly breed?
But Old Boy knows I am a soft touch
And just keeps coming for an easy feed.
Too intelligent, too knowing
No bird brain is he
On one hand a problem
The other a delight
Old Boy keeps coming home
For another easy feed