Now if there ever was a bird
More regal than the rest
'Twould surely be the albatross
That fits this symbol best.
Far whiter than the white sea-foam
He flies along each day,
And for the ancient mariner
Hails thus from far away.
The world must look much different when
One spends such time in flight,
Below the sky, above the brine,
A monotonous sight.
This lonely bird is yet the same
That at the season's height,
Will court the fairest lady-bird
As if he were her knight.
A curious dance they do perform
And if they do it right,
She'll then say 'yes', and I digress,
They'll 'get to it' outright.
Yet he is just a data point
To