alas, whenever Ice of Antarctica is evaporating
it's an unusual sight, it falls as purple rain
falling, falling, falling upon the water,
falling, falling, falling from the clouds
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My penguin poem:
Awhatthef..ia
'What ho? There ain't no bears down here, '
Said Robert Falcon Scott,
'I'll call it Anobearia.'
Back in acadamia
They translated it to Greek,
Called the place Antarctica,
That's still the name we speak.
What a shame he didn't honour
The flightless polar bird
And call it Apenguinia.
That name might have stuck-
Unless the Greeks had seen the bird
And called it whatthef..k.
In Greek that's ti-oto,
The land Ati-otoa.
Arty-ottowa.
'Sound's good, ' said acadamia,
'But meaning's not so nice.
We'll use the Greek for 'penguin'
And call it Apigwevosa,
The Underland of Ice.'
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My penguin poem: Awhatthef..ia 'What ho? There ain't no bears down here, ' Said Robert Falcon Scott, 'I'll call it Anobearia.' Back in acadamia They translated it to Greek, Called the place Antarctica, That's still the name we speak. What a shame he didn't honour The flightless polar bird And call it Apenguinia. That name might have stuck- Unless the Greeks had seen the bird And called it whatthef..k. In Greek that's ti-oto, The land Ati-otoa. Arty-ottowa. 'Sound's good, ' said acadamia, 'But meaning's not so nice. We'll use the Greek for 'penguin' And call it Apigwevosa, The Underland of Ice.'