A reason to fret

The Vaquita has a reason to fret:

When the Mexican sun begins to bake,

Fisherman fish, for their family’s sake.

Out, their nets (to catch fish and shrimp) are set.

When our friends get trapped, their matches they’ve met,

They can’t escape, it’s not a piece of cake.

The Vaquita then dies; its life God takes.

Again, Vaquita are conquered by net.

There is an answer. We don’t have to seek.

If we get the nets out of the water

Vaquita’ll thrive with our sons and daughters.

Their warbles will be as smooth as honey.

Our children’ll see the Vaquita, so meek,

But all we need is a lot more money.