Lost Bird

I once met a penguin who never felt cold So he thought it was normal apart from the mold He bathed in the sun day in and day out He never knew snow or what winter was about And then one day came a storm and with it the snow He thought what is this feeling that I’ve never known He slid pm his belly, He had such a blast He took to the climate unnaturally fast He stayed out all day and thought to himself What is it that brought him the brand new sense of self So he we to the people he thought were his friends He asked them why was he happier then And they simply replied…. You are a penguin.