Foreboding Penguins
It’s the way they waddleIt’s the way they shuffle
From side to side
From heel to toe
Foreboding penguins
Have no place to go
It’s the way they peck
It’s the way they look
From yellow to grey
From black to white
Foreboding penguins
Don’t sleep at night
It’s the way they group
It’s the way they swim
From water to land
From acting strange
Foreboding penguins
Hate climate change
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About this poem: This poem was inspired by the daily social media prompt called #vss365 (virtual short story). It gives you a new word daily which you then have to put into a poem. It is also inspired by the desire to save the planet. Humans have it within their brilliance to heal planets. Let's start with Earth. Let's help those Foreboding Penguins get their ice back. If you want to adopt a penguin 🐧 via WWF then belly flop this way!
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