A day trip was to Robbos
On quad bikes was set,
Whilst out on the sea ice,
A stranger we met,
Walking out to sea,
Before turning aback,
When closer she got,
We saw white, yellow and black
Large she quite was,
About one meter tall,
Her species confirmed
That unmistakable squawk,
An emperor was she,
And lost I think she is,
Our meeting was brief,
We thought it might blizz,
But as we walked away,
She followed us back,
To our quad bikes,
Still stopped in their tracks,
One more squawk she did give,
Saying, “what about me?”
But we had to get back,
Back to Casey.
Matt W.
