I'm A Little Penguin
I'm a little penguin
Black and white,
Short and wobbly
An adorable site.
I can't fly at all
but I love to swim,
So I'll waddle to the water
and dive right in!
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I Know A Little Penguin
(to the tune of "I'm a LittleTeapot")
I know a little penguin
Who sat on some blocks,
He swam in the ocean
And he climbed on some rocks!
He snapped at a seagull,
He snapped at a seal,
He snapped at a fish,
Oh, what a meal!
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Penguin Parade
Waddle, waddle, waddle,
From side to side.
Penguins go a-walking,
Slip, slip, slide.
With a funny jump,
The penguins dash
Down to the water,
Splash! Splash! Splash!
Waddle from the water,
With a rock'n roll
Penguins go parading,
On a wintry stroll.
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A Song about Penguins
~ Betty L. Miller
(sung to the tune of "I'm A Little Teapot)
I'm a little penguin, short and black
I look like a bird with feathers on my back.
I waddle like a duck, down to the sea,
Then I catch some fish, wow look at me!
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Six Little Penguins
Six little penguins off an iceberg did dive,
One bumped his beak, then there were five.
Five little penguins swam the ocean floor,
One saw a whale, then there were four.
Four little penguins spun around, whee-ee!
One spun off, then there were three!
Three little penguins, with nothing to do,
One went fishing, then there were two.
Two little penguins, having lots of fun,
One fell off, then there was one.
One little penguin, when the day was done,
Went home to sleep, then there were none.
Click
here for a penguin mini book I made for this poem.
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Advice
By Leland B. Jacobs
Imagine what
A penguin sees
When walking in
A wintry breeze
First ice and snow
Then snow and ice
A scene that penguins
Think is nice
So, if at such
A view you'd balk
Don't go with penguins
On a walk
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Penguin
~ Meish Goldish
I know a bird
That cannot fly;
Penguin is its name.
It cannot fly,
But it can swim
With speed that wins it fame!
I know a bird
That lives on ice
And waddles by the sea.
It looks so cute
In its black and white suit,
As handsome as can be!
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On Top Of An Iceberg
Original Author Unknown
Sung to: "On Top of Old Smokey"
On top of an iceberg, All covered with snow,
I saw my first, penguin And I wanted to know.
Oh is it a bird,
Or is it a fish?
I looked at his feathers,
And knew which was which.
I said, "Mr. Penguin,
Which species are you?"
He said, "I'm an emperor,
And not a gentoo."
I said, "Mr. Penguin,
What's under your patch?"
He said, "It's an egg,
It's ready to hatch!"
I said, "Mr. Penguin,
Oh, where is your wife?"
"She's out in the ocean,
She'll be back tonight."
Said Mr. Penguin,
"Her name is Jill.
She's out in the ocean,
Feeding on krill."
The next thing I knew,
I heard a small peep.
And I saw a chick,
At the emperor's feet!
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