THE LOVABLE PENGUIN

PRESENTED IN LIMERICK BY DWIGHT DECKER

They live in Antarctica cold,
All the way to Equator so bold,
They walk just like people,
Upright like a steeple,
In coats made of black and white mold.

The penguin walks right up to man, But wishes the leopard seal to ban,
Largest eat thirty pounds,
On everyday rounds,
And swim like the fast human ran.

He dives with his submarine shape, He's even more dense than the ape,
Can stay out at sea,
For a long five month spree,
And live thirty years on the time tape.

Refrain:

Aye, yigh, yigh, yigh.
The penguin - eighteen different species.
His wings - they serve as his flippers
Through hundreds of miles of the ocean.

He gets all his food from the ocean, Snaps up krill, fish, and squid with one motion,
Has waterproof feathers,
As sturdy as leathers,
His oil more a seal than a lotion.

The Emperor is three point five feet, The Little Blue just one foot-so neat,
From a ninety pound high,
To a mere two pound sigh,
At Providence the Blackfoot we meet.

Goes to land just to lay eggs and mate, And grow some new feathers so great,
Beneath feathers like rubber,
Trapped air, skin, and blubber,
Seals out the cold like a plate.

Refrain:

Aye, yigh, yigh, yigh.
The penguin - eighteen different species.
His wings they serve as his flippers
Through hundreds of miles of the ocean.

Though penguins we don't hunt or trap, We eat the same fish-what a rap,
And if we pollute,
And don't give a hoot,
We lose some of our friends from the map.

Dwight Decker
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