Puffin (9) The puffins in the net I want to forget Eyes yellow and red It stares at me Wishing it were free Flapping its wings at me Everyone is just like me Our arms are growing wings For flying on the sea Just to see what we may see The Puffins not dead Flys over my head To a creek bed And it laughs at me And it tells me To watch carefully As it flys I just want to take my time Forget about all those straight lines Spiders grow webs all the time Its no difference if they're mine