Waddle, waddle, belly slide.
Across the ice the penguins glide.
Wiggle the tail and flap the wing.
March to find what Mommy brings:
Fish for breakfast, fish for brunch,
Want to guess what is for lunch?
Time for a nap on Daddy’s feet,
Cozy, warm, so soft and sweet.
Wiggle the tail and flap the wing.
March to find what Mommy brings:
Fish for breakfast, fish for brunch,
Want to guess what is for lunch?
Time for a nap on Daddy’s feet,
Cozy, warm, so soft and sweet.
1 comment:
I love the wrinkles on his neck! Your enamel work is inspiring.
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