Penguin
A penguin at the end
Of his tuxedoed queue
Is bumped into the sea
By feathered icepack friends
To see if death swims near.
If little loner lives
To swim about and play,
His friends will frolic too.
If a leopard seal feasts
Friends will waddle away.
Copyright © David Drowley | Year Posted 2018
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