And the auk with a frown of fright
On his furrowed brow, observed that now
Was a crisis that called for flight.
“He flapped and flopped with his feeble wings,
And he wobbled his trifling tail;
But, alas! The long-neglected things
Were not of the least avail;
Which is why the fox, as he licked his chops
With a gratified gusto, winked,
And is why the auk who preferred to walk