Like little old men
they totter about
wobbling unsteady
as if they have gout
They fall over a lot
on their short stubby legs
and are really unsteady
on those little pegs
But once in the water
they are graceful and free
as they swim underwater
in their homeland, the sea
Yes penguins have wings
and they use them to fly
with speed in the ocean
like the birds in the sky
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