Penguin Feeder

In the backyard I built a penguin feeder
In the hopes of becoming a breeder
But I have yet to spot
A penguin on my lot
So I hired an aquatic cheerleader

At first she attracted a duck and a wren
So I quickly built a large penguin pen
But after ten days
I sent her away
When she only drew in, fishy smelling men
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Sambourne Avatar
February 15, 2024 at 5:46 AM
Very funny, David. I really enjoyed the poem with its surprise ending. True creativity! The penguins really missed out. Best wishes, Brian
Kendrick Avatar
February 14, 2024 at 9:28 AM
Ha!! Ha!! Aren't penguins just so cute. I guess in some areas of the world they could be coaxed to come to a feeder. Thanks for sharing this one with us. Sara K
Rodgers Avatar
February 8, 2024 at 5:49 AM
Hello David, your hilarious "Penguin Feeder" had me giggling! The absurdity of backyard penguin aspirations, escalating solutions, and fishy-scented mishaps is pure comedic gold. Your dry wit and unexpected turns are delightful, leaving me wanting more adventures from your creative mind. Thank you for the laugh! - Blessings, Daniel
Fisher Avatar
February 8, 2024 at 5:22 PM
Thanks so much Daniel. Hopefully our muse keeps the spigot open, and that we take the time to put it all together.
Baker Avatar
February 7, 2024 at 6:23 PM
LOL, David. I was thinking you might live in Alaska. That was one very funny limerick. Kudos! Where do you live? State or country if not U.S.A. Bill
Fisher Avatar
February 8, 2024 at 5:20 PM
Thanks Bill, for your thoughts. I think I'm far from penguin country in inland CT. But it can't hurt to try new things.
Brotherton Avatar
February 6, 2024 at 3:36 PM
Funny stuff my friend.
Fisher Avatar
February 8, 2024 at 5:18 PM
Thanks for the kind words, Jerry.
Manley Avatar
February 6, 2024 at 2:00 PM
So recently I discovered a penguin of sorts, who spends the breeding season in the top or redwoods of course. And the rest of their time is spent at sea , and for the longest time to science they were a mystery indeed. For they did not know how they nested. Look up Marbled Murrelets. They are black and white while at sea, and then molt into browns as camouflage while nesting. And they fly 90 miles an hour into those trees. ( quite the miracles. And of course endangered.
Fisher Avatar
February 8, 2024 at 5:18 PM
That's quite a bird, Susan. I'll have to check them out. Fact beats fiction.
Greenhough Avatar
February 5, 2024 at 7:57 PM
A cute limerick. It's difficult to attract penguins when they fail to fly, but fun to try.
Fisher Avatar
February 8, 2024 at 5:16 PM
Yes, it would be fun to try, but maybe I'll stick to robins.
Wolf Avatar
February 5, 2024 at 6:12 PM
ha ha ha ha ha ha. You wrote this for the halibut, David. Keep smiling
Fisher Avatar
February 8, 2024 at 5:15 PM
Thanks, Gershon. We got to have dreams, even if they're for the birds.
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