Poems ✍️

  30.01.2026
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Author: Penguin Day

“Waddle of the South”

In lands where silence meets the snow,
You stand against the cutting blow.
No wings to lift you from the ground,
Yet in the sea, true flight is found.


You walk in black and white attire,
A quiet strength you never tire.
In every step, in storm or calm,
You wear endurance like a charm.




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