Low-flying Snowballs

The penguins are dueling

They step toward each other

Their snowballs in holsters

The sun in the sky

Poppy the penguin was pestering Polly

Who, quickly perturbèd, proposes a duel

The penguins paraded down Popsicle Island

Posing like popstars for all at the zoo

They draw nigh to danger

Each daring deep diver

But lucky for them, High Noon’s

Feeding time, too!