Pilchard the Penguin
Pilchard said, “Mummy, what creatures are we?”
She said, “We are Penguins, we live by the sea.”
Pilchard said, “Mummy, could I be an ape?”
She said, “There’s no trees in this icy landscape.”
Pilchard said, “Mummy, could I be a bear?”
She said, “You might have to fight that white one, there.”
Pilchard said, “Hmmm, a giraffe might be nice.”
She said, “You could never stand up on the ice.”
Pilchard said, “Mummy, could I be a parrot?”
Mummy said, “Son, you’d stand out like a carrot.”
She said, “You’re a Penguin, is that so displeasing?”
And Pilchard said, “Yes, ’cause I’m f-f-f-freezing!”
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