Cicely Fox Smith
Penguins - Poem by Cicely Fox Smith
'Pengwengs,' the bos'n said,
'They're sailors drowned an' dead -
Fellers wot went to sea
As might be you or me,
An' fell from aloft in a gale
On a dark night, shortenin' sail . . .
An' now they keep cruisin' around
Sailormen drowned an' dead' -
The bos'n said.
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