Penguins Poems - Poems about Penguins

PENGUINS Black and white penguins, They are so elegant, In their tuxedo they are wearing, So graceful, And extremely endearing! Waddling along in the snow, They dive into the waters, And off they go. Twisting and turning, In the icy waters they play, In the deep ocean, Venturing beneath the waves each day. On the frozen ice, They gather...

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Penguins are my escape Envious by their extreme courage Neverending curiosity they display Going the extra mile to survive Underestimating their capabilities I am saddened by the decrease in populations Not knowing enough about the decline Sustainable practices is crucial for their survival...

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On the ice where the cold winds blow, A group of penguins put on a show. With flippers that flap, And feet that tap, They danced in the moonlight's glow. In tuxedos black and white, They waltzed all through the night. With a slide and a glide, And a spin to the side, Their moves were quite the sight. They boogied to the beat of...

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There are lots of things that are black and white, Like zebras and Newcastle United, they are a good team and get their fans excited. Penguins are mostly black and white, but some have coloured plumage too, There are quite a few different types you can see them in the zoo. There are lots of crows, from rooks and...

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How Random I'm not sure That's Much of An Insult, I Guess... And I sure don't Want to Adopt it, As a Saying, You know... But I kinda' Want people to Say that about Me! Behind my back, When I'm not Looking... All the time. Rockhopper. -Gray Squirrel 01/19/2024...

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“Blue Angels, Black Sheep, Monitors and The House of Random Penguins” The womb is scooped like an over ripe melon Time is the incorrigible felon, the forgotten lost garden explored overturned and raked, neatly messed, in more ways than 1, never removed, not yet, it would be too very much missed; the once contained trophy misplaced, the dreams replaced by monitors,...

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I can still hear that voice speaking as if someone was dreaming, it is the voice that you hear when someone is trapped between mid-night and daylight and the sun comes charging at you and the wind kept running after you; and the only way out is to embrace the sun and the wind and...

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Always mistreated, never a topic to consider about. A big hole where everybody is in, without a retunring ticket back. We enjoy those beautiful areas, we have a wonderful time. Behind the joy we never think, we've...

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Penguin gave a hearty shout! At last his girlfriend was out! She must have had a bit of clout. Or the judge had some kind of doubt. Anyway, penguin thought, do not flout The fact that you are now out, out, out For the court could still go another route And incarcerate you with another lout. Penguin’s girl was a wee bit stout She...

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It was September 16th, 1898, the day it rained penguins. There was a magician in town; he arrived in a hot air balloon. Who does he think he is? We asked ourselves, but we were intrigued. The penguins were all over the streets, running and hopping. Did they come down from the sky? Did he bring them in the...

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Pilchard the penguin was going to school He waddled alone, he knew no-one at all There’s a hole in the ice and a fish called out “Why the long face, what are you sad about?” Pilchard the penguin said, “It’s my first day, I hoped I would make a new friend on my way.” The fish said, “I’ll ask you your...

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Penguin was embarrassed because he had fallen through the ice. He had not done it only one time, he had done it thrice. Anchorage Alaskan penguins cheered and yelled “one more time!” He became a hero of sorts, so he felt a bit more sublime. Now on a roll, he decided to try to break the ice. He jumped on...

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Particularly peripatetic penguins pursue pharmacological possibilities perusing polar predator proboscis predilections, predominantly picking putrified, phenobarbital-packed perch-piece puree packings, provocatively presented. ---------- I wish I could have gotten a rhyme in there as well, but that's an alliterative Pleiades with 10-syllable lines. It's also a near summary of the latest escapades over on the collaborative limerick thread in forums... Come join us!...

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Penguins sure walk funny, funny they do Waddling side to side, feet like orange overshoes Why were they made like that Why weren't they made like cats Or screech when you step on their wazoo...

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Two hungry little penguins Both eager for their nosh, One penguin’s name is Splish, And the other one’s called Splosh. Two hungry little penguins Each holding out their dish, I wonder what’s for dinner? Surprise, surprise – it’s fish....

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