Penguins

• Shelbi Bias, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2003

The penguins wadle,and tadle,thinking it self was a new born girrafe.
The penguins peck on the ice thinking it self was a woodpecker.
A furry baby penguin is so, delecate
seemingly glass.

The penguins are so, playful just like a child.
The penguin carefully carried it's baby's egg as if it were as fragile as a light bulb.
Penguins walk on rocks as if the rocks were cotton.

Penguins are starring at the glicing ice.
The penguins are tense in the snow.
The penguins kiss their babys.