February 21, 2020 The Artic Tern and the Penguin

The Artic Tern and the Penguin

The tern regarded the penguin
Admiring his handsome suit,
But when it came to walking,
He seemed a clumsy brute.

“In these brutally cold climes,
He has the right amount of blubber,
But those dangling things at his side,
Appear to be made of rubber!

“What a shame that bird can’t fly,”
Said the tern with a superior air,
And his white wings lifted him up
With ease and graceful flair.

The penguin regarded the tern,
And thought he’d never seen,
Such strange and useless feathers,
And legs so awfully lean.

“How does the tern stay warm?
How does he stand upright?
His wings are sort of scrappy,
And never meant for flight.

“What a shame that bird can’t fly,”
Said the penguin to his daughters,
As he jumped into the sea
And flew through the ice cold waters.

My penguin post got me thinking about a poem involving penguins flying, and after some cogitation, this is what I came up with. The photos are lovely and I wish I could give credit where credit is due, but all I can tell you is that I found them on the internet.

I’ll probably delete this in the morning. Have a great weekend!