Percy the Penguin had cucumber wings

"Sadly" he cried, "they won't do anything"

With endless devotion he fearlessly tried

To glide through the oceans and swim through the skies

Off went our hero to Polo the Bear

To seek his advice on the weight of the air

"The substance is void, its quintessence is bright."

The wise bear's compassion turned darkness to light

Winter's cold legions made snow fall in rivers

Percy, so tearful, could not feign contentment

Mournful he watched as the seagulls flew past

"Why was I born so useless?" Percy would muse

Here in this Vale of Heartbreak penguin's can't choose

Then as the sun from its slumbers returned

The icelands were blessed with the song of the birds

But one little creature lay still on the shore

For Percy had perished his heart froze to stone

He died all alone. Sweet Percy could never have flown