I do not understand this bird,
The one with white feathers and an orange beak.
It can fly, but chooses to float on water.

Water is for drinking, not swimming.
The bird doesn't even bother to catch fish,
What a waste!

I lay on the rock, just near the water.
I see the little yellow chicks going to the water
I watch with a predatory frown
As they clumsily fall down.
The birds smell so nice and would be good
In my belly, but I have no desire to eat a wet bird.