Reader Comments on Puffins at East Egg Rock, Maine from YankeeMagazine.com http://www.yankeemagazine.com/rss/index.php Sun, 12 Feb 2012 12:36:04 +0100 FeedCreator 1.7.2 http://www.yankeemagazine.com/travel/puffins-east-egg Ahhh...the first poem I memorized as a child...I still love them!! There Once Was a Puffin Oh, there once was a Puffin Just the shape of a muffin, And he lived on an island In the bright blue sea! He ate little fishes, That were most delicious, And he had them for supper And he had them for tea. But this poor little Puffin, He couldn\'t play nothin\', For he hadn\'t anybody To play with at all. So he sat on his island, And he cried for awhile, and He felt very lonely, And he felt very small. Then along came the fishes, And they said, \"If you wishes, You can have us for playmates, Instead of for tea!\" So they now play together, In all sorts of weather, And the Puffin eats pancakes, Like you and like me. by Florence Page Jaques Yankee Publishing (rss@ypi.com) Sun, 17 Oct 2010 19:38:02 +0100