There once was a tiny porpoise
That was the opposite of enormous.
Grey on the sides,
Black mouth and eyes,
With a song as nice as a chorus.
There once was a tiny porpoise
That was the opposite of enormous.
Grey on the sides,
Black mouth and eyes,
With a song as nice as a chorus.
The Vaquita’s black mouth patch resembles a shy smile, but it has no reason to smile.