Penguin Dreams
I see beyond the door...my wife?
How can this be, maybe t'was the steam?
I'm pretty sure I can file for divorce or at least my life!
Please say no more, before we leave this dream.
"I am no mere mortal!"
Is what the strange little purple penguin said to us.
He sat there after we left our dreams, waiting for the coming of St.Nick's portal.
As we left he sang away, but all I could hear was the engine of the bus.
I See Beyond......
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