Anthracite

I love Otters

They can open a hard shell

In the middle of the ocean

Floating on their back

I bet you can do that

I love Otters

They can dive up to 300 feet

A million hairs per square inch

And a mob of them is called a Romp

I bet we’d all love to do that

I love Otters

They can hold their breath for ages

And mums will adopt the orphans

It seems they are smarter than us

Make us look dumb, I just love that.

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