It was the day after Valentines and all was unclear
When what to my wondering eye should appear
but a Waddle of TEN tiny Emperor Penguins so dear.

First Dad showed up with nine of his babies



But a few wandered off in search of some ladies.



One found it so cold that he collapsed in the snow
And drifted off to the land where iced penguins will go.



The rest of his family looked up to the sky
Wishing him a safe journey with ice in their eyes.



Pop decided right then it was too cold in the North




So he gathered his Waddle and took them all South.

THE END.