The penguin chick bursts from the shell
His fetal bed has served him well
But now, the newborn child will rest
Within his windswept, treetop nest.
Oh penguin child, oh fledgling fair
Stay snuggled in your jungle lair
And when your mother comes to rest
You’ll suckle at her feathered breast.
Heed not the snarl, fear not the roar
The beasties on the forest floor
You need not fear death’s gnashing jaws
Or felines with extended claws
Sing out your cry! Spit out your note!
Like gobbets from the drunkard’s throat!
Oh penguin, king-of-birds to be
Sing out from your acacia tree!
Your soaring, graceful penguin glide
Doth make me feel so good inside
So fly! And kingly bird, bestow
Your guano on us, far below.