Mr. BoBo
I am a blue-footed booby,
You can call me a Bobo
Which means “foolish”,
I am clumsy on land,
And I do not fear humans,
But I dive deep in waters
Just to eat my favourite fish,
As a baby, I have grey feet
But young turn their feet blue,
We live in Galapagos island,
There, we dance together.
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