What Am I? Poem by Wade Bouton
What Am I?
Perhaps I will never fly, but I cannot fathom why
Entered this world on a snowy day, always trying to keep the cold at bay
Nothing but fish to eat, can I please have a little heat
Going to the ocean, it’s always in motion
Under the ice I swim, does this tuxedo make me look slim
I’m just trying to find a mate, before it is too late
Nothing to do today, I wish I could just fly away!
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