Longfin Eel - Poem by Ima Ryma
New Zealand is home for my kind,
Though I was born way out to sea.
But the instinct was on my mind -
New Zealand's where I need to be.
An oceanic current came,
I held on tight and swept away,
Was going home, that was my aim,
Though it would take many a day.
Many hundreds of days in fact.
I do not make the trip alone.
Brothers and sisters, we are packed,
And travelling in fam'ly zone.
I head to New Zealand with zeal,
Cuz that's home for this longfin eel.
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