Poetry: More About Penguins
Penguins live near the bottom of the sea.
They don't give a shit about you or me.
Swimming free, all cares forgotten,
they've escaped from life, which is bloody rotten.
There must be more to life than sitting around a table.
I'd tell you what if I were able.
Perhaps penguins have the right idea.
Penguins are satisfied creatures
because their values are so low.
It must be easy to be happy
when all you want is fish.
I don't think I'd like the cold much.
But it must be better than spending your time
chasing after a sun that never shines.
One day, maybe, I'll learn to swim.
That might put things in perspective.
But knowing my luck, I'd drown.
