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He cannot soar as eagles do
 Singing is not for him tis true
  So this  tale is told in black and white
 in places where cold winds blow
   So bundle up and take this flight
 On a journey to the floe

   It's summertime but freezing still
 And his mate passes him her new laid egg
   And then she's off to feed on fish and krill
 As he balances the egg on his feet with skill
 
   He must incubate the egg till hatched
 As he awaits her return
   She will come back and feed baby bird with her catch
 And he will go to sea for which he yearns

 He will dive beneath the churning waves
   And glide beneath the ocean blue
 Catching fish for which he craves
   He will do an underwater ballet too

 He calls Antarctica home
   And is the only creature to winter there
 It's much too cold for others to roam
   He is attired well, a 'tuxedo' he wears

7-9-2020

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