World Penguin Day 25th Of April Poem by * Sunprincess *
World Penguin Day 25th Of April
alas, whenever Ice of Antarctica is evaporating
it's an unusual sight, it falls as purple rain
falling, falling, falling upon the water,
falling, falling, falling from the clouds
then music begins to play, and penguins begin to party
throwing away their polka-dot pretty pink umbrellas
and happily dancing in the purple rain- what a sight
- - pink penguins dancing in purple rain! - - -
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9/20/2024 3:04:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
My penguin poem: Awhatthef..ia 'What ho? There ain't no bears down here, ' Said Robert Falcon Scott, 'I'll call it Anobearia.' Back in acadamia They translated it to Greek, Called the place Antarctica, That's still the name we speak. What a shame he didn't honour The flightless polar bird And call it Apenguinia. That name might have stuck- Unless the Greeks had seen the bird And called it whatthef..k. In Greek that's ti-oto, The land Ati-otoa. Arty-ottowa. 'Sound's good, ' said acadamia, 'But meaning's not so nice. We'll use the Greek for 'penguin' And call it Apigwevosa, The Underland of Ice.'