Chant poem:
// Penguin //
Living in the midst of low temperature ,
Raising with heavy lifted puffed-weigh,
Probing around, for an underwater prey,
You look like as an big black nd white oval shaped mammal, anyway.
founded, always in steady unity.
Waddling off with weird shaped footy feet.
Breedup their's own genuine, under same locatory region.
Cohabiting in the field of bluished shore way.
You look likes as a big black and white oval shaped mammal ,anyway.
With Very large flat-thin hand ,and
Conny-sharp pointed mouth jaw ,sloping slight forward down, gold patches over all around.
Keep fluttered off, from here to there, with strength of unionship cicerone.
You look like as a big black and white oval shaped mammal, anyway.
Strengthening : The real foundness of love doesn't merely happens in between human stimulation, but also among creatures discrepancy also.
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