Whistle of a teal blue dolphin,

in the middle of Barents Sea,

was making sailors startled,

of her existence in this degree.

Dolphin has had seen enough,

and developed tendency to adapt,

from warm waters to chilled pole-caps,

what all she felt was brutally trapped.

Ideal state was at midway,

the good time she kicked on her own,

and now the only extreme remains,

leading danger to her throne.

There are various stages,

at which these seagulls work,

from hyper hype to sheer fog,

to make the dolphin look berserk.

Are they fooling well known dolphin?

who has seen the world, like no one else,

or trying to establish hegemony?

as the snow slide of icequeen melts.