Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
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I balanced the egg on my feet.
In fact, just above my toes,
is precisely where I parked it.
For this is what pretend penguins do,
to get banned from the supermarket.
Flightless little hobbler,
Fish-Breathed and slow.
Chased by Sharks and Orca's,
Always on the go!!
But in the water you are graceful,
More so than Gulls, Geese, and Ducks.
And you always get invited..
Cause you always wear a Tux!!!!
Sherry...?
This was quite a challenge....
Pace yourself today..*wink*
xoxbgxox
Australia and South Africa, the Galapagos too.
You'll find them boids everywhere, they belong in a zoo.
You think they're cute?
Have you smelled their poo?
Nothing worse than a bird who has nothing to do!
(Except those who get banned from supermarkets.)
That's a smashing penguin poem, Pugsley; made me laugh. Thank you!:)
G-san, I love your little penguin ditty, too. Admit it, you love writing these things.:) I paced, but I'm still in zombie mode.
NYD, you were definitely up for this. It's a terrific penguin verse and I love it.:)
There once was a penguin named Mux
Who always wore a tux
he waddled when he walked
squeaked when he squawked
and sold some fish for the bux
LOL, Roxan! I love your penguin limerick. What fun!:)
3.16 a gallon?..Where?
I don't know. Not here. Hows about writing me a short story about cheap gas pumped by a penguin?:)
Blue eyed penguin soul, Serena.
I think that I will never see
A penguin lovely as a tree.
A bird that doth in winter wear
An icicle atop his hair.
Poems be writ by fools like me
But only a mommy and daddy penguin...
Well, you know.
libruls
consirvatives
Sarah, Pay Lynne (please)
Joe. Bye. Done.
Save me from the folly of the American political process.
quid
I love me a little blue eyed penguin soul, Quid. Great job! And I'm LOL at your take on the political scene.:)
You guys have made me happy with your Penguin Poetry, and it'll all be posted on Poetically Twisted soon. You all rock!
Serena, as I am not much up to writing poetry these days I will just offer a parody:
Penguins here
Penguins there
Penguins Penguins everywhere
But not a morsel of them to eat...
everone elsa : Elsa was only one of her type
mersiable: something that can be drowned
Presidnet: something that existed before Sid Network came into existence
agaist : a particular way the waist moves during a gait
of coarse: "... now, talking about the co arse, that sat besides the arse that I was just discussing..."
her bets fiends : the fiends that she made a bets upon
freek : a reeking freak
ninties : the ties that Ninjas wear
There once was a penguin from Nantucket,
who tried to do his penguinette in a bucket...
while wrestling to see, where to put in his thingee,
the penguin got stuck and said "oh fiddlesticks!"
You thought I was gonna say the F-bomb didn't ya, nyuk nyuk nyuk
Skunk, Skunk,
Who'd a-thunk?
I adore that!:)
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