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Document Archive - File 4


Penguin Poetry


Be my penguin
My sweet penguin.
I fancy your feathers so smooth and so sleek
The way snowflakes dance on the down of your cheek
The curve of you beak makes my flippers grow weak.
Be my penguin.

We'll ramble romantically by the sea.
My siblings will sing you a symphony
I'll catch you an anchovy. Darling, why can't you be...
My sweet penguin.

At night, by the light of the sourthern aurora,
We'll navigate northward toward Bora Bora
While you eat the fauna and I eat the flora.
Be my penguin.

I'll carve you a castle inside an ice floe
A cave where the chilly winds never will blow.
Oh, how could you say no? Is your heart made of snow?
... guess I'll just have to find another penguin.

Be my penguin!
My sweet penguin!
I fancy your feather so smooth and so sleek
The way snowflakes dance on the down of your cheek
The curve of you beak makes my flippers grow weak.
Oh, Please, be my penguin.