Limerick Poems About Penguin | Penguin Limerick Poems

Poem Details | by Deb Wilson |
Categories: animals, children

Blacky the Penguin

There was a young penguin named Blacky
His walk was considered quite wacky
He dressed in a tux
But unlike the ducks
The noise he made wasn't a quacky




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sponsored by Deborah Guzzi

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Poem Details | by Geoffrey Brewer |
Categories: animal, humor,

The Penguin

THE PENGUIN

The penguin’s no slouch, he’s a winner
By sartorial standards no sinner
He’ll emerge in a trice 
From the Antarctic ice
Already dressed for dinner

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Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: age,

Walk Like a Penguin

Since getting old, I now walk like a penguin
Wobbling describes it, could be water retention
All that being said
More that I dread
A load in my nighty causing hypertension

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Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: age,

Walk Like a Penguin

Since getting old, I now walk like a penguin
Wobbling describes it, could be water retention
All that being said
More that I dread
A load in my nighty causing much hypertension

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Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: silly,

Walk Like a Penguin

Since getting old, I now walk like a penguin
Wobbling describes it, could be water retention
All that being said
More that I dread
A load in my nighty causing much hypertension

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Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: bird, paris, song,

The Penguin Who Squawked For His Supper

There once was a penguin, got lost in France
Had to sing for his supper or else dance --
   He decided to squawk
   At which Parisians gawked --
He hit a high note and down came his pants

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Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: silly,

Walking Like a Penguin

Since getting old, I now walk like a penguin
Wobbling describes it, could be water retention
All that being said
More that I dread
A load in my nighty causing much hypertension

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Poem Details | by Thomas Wiener |
Categories: animal, humor, light,

The Nihilist Penguin

There was once a penguin who thought
That religion and morals were naught,
As he swam in cold water
He thought, "Boy, I oughta...
Do something, but I don't know what.”

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Poem Details | by Robert Zimmerman |
Categories: drink, humor,

Frank The Penguin

I once knew a penguin named Frank.
Who had a big problemHe drank.
He got a full snout.
His wife threw him out.
And now he's asleep in “the tank.”

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