Every type of animals wherever it may be
In the ocean on a farm of half way up tree
It makes no difference what they do
How they eat and why
They all have different traits and loves
As we do low and high
The dolphins just observe them
In their ocean home
Playful caring thoughtful
Away And when they roam
Good and bad in all races
Animals as well
They transcend possibilities
And create and cast each spell
Every baby anywhere will struggle
And will find
Always a loving mother
Caring for her blind
Infants some may disappear
And their babies hatch and be
Running the gauntlet by themselves
To reach the big blue sea
Whether flying swimming hopping
What gait they choose
Every animals alive today
We must love never refuse
They are the wild angelic mob
Who have to make their way
Through the chaos and the plastic
That we throw away each day