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Penguins

'Pengwengs,' the bos'n said,
'They're sailors drowned an' dead —
Fellers wot went to sea
As might be you or me,
An' fell from aloft in a gale
On a dark night, shortenin' sail . . .
An' now they keep cruisin' around
Sailormen drowned an' dead' —
The bos'n said.

Notes

From ALL THE OTHER CHILDREN, by Cicely Fox Smith, published by Methuen & Co., London, UK, © 1933, p. 68.

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