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Index of Poems

 

Penguin PoemsWalrus & Seal Poems ,Arctic Whale Poems, Snow Poems, Polar Bear Poems,

 

I'm a Little Penguin

I'm a little penguin
Black and white
Short and wobbly
A real cute sight.

I can't fly at all,
But I love to swim.
So I'll waddle to the water
And dive right in.

Penguin

The penguin's a bird that cannot fly
But can swim like a torpedo!
And on the ice
It looks so nice
Dressed in its own tuxedo!

Penguins

The penguin's habitat
is freezing—
You'll like it there
if you don't mind sneezing.
(I, myself, don't find it pleasing.)

by Helen H. Moore

Penguin

I know a bird
That cannot fly:
Penguin is its name.
It cannot fly,
But it can swim
With speed that wins it fame!

I know a bird
That lives on ice
And waddles by the sea.
It looks so cute
In its black-and-white suit,
As handsome as can be!

by Meish Goldish, 101 Science Poems & Songs for Young Learners, Instructor Books

In Praise of Penguins

These funny birds in fancy clothes
may waddle in the snow,
but when they reach the icy sea
just watch how fast they go!

Their song sounds like a donkey's bray,
they cannot soar or fly,
yet penguins manage very well,
and let me tell you why…

Their feathers keep out water,
their blubber keeps out cold,
their wings make perfect paddles
because they do not fold!

Their tails are good for steering,
they brake with both their feet—
So tell me now, from all you've heard…
Aren't penguins NEAT?

by Robin Bernard

Penguins

Penguins cautiously reside
on our planet's underside,
where they're careful not to cough,
lest they trip and tumble off.

by Jack Prelutsky, from A Pizza the Size of the Sun

 

The Penguin

I am a bird you know quite well,
All dressed in black and white.
And even though I do have wings
They're not designed for flight.

I waddle, waddle, waddle,
On my funny little feet.
Across the icy snow I go
To find a fishy treat!

by Roxanne Williams

The Penguin that Couldn't Fly

I saw a penguin.
He walked right by.
He had a tear in his eye.
I heard him cry and softly sigh,
Oh I wish I could fly.

 

Ten Little Penguins
(tune: Ten Little Indians)

One little, two little, three little penguins,
Four little, five little, six little penguins,
Seven little, eight little, nine little penguins,
Ten little penguin chicks.

Penguin Parade

Waddle, waddle, waddle
From side to side
Penguins go a-walking
Slip, slip, slide, slide.
With a funny jump
The penguins dash
Down to the water
Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash!
Waddle from the water
With a rock n' roll
Penguins go parading
On a wintry stroll.

Percy Penguin

Percy Penguin looks so proper,
In his long black tails,
Stiff white shirt, and neatly grommed,
Correct in all details.
He's so important, chest way out,
As he pitters patters by,
But here is something very funny--
He forgot his TIE!
Catherine Y. Hongey

A Penguin

(Children are standing)
A penguin when he goes somewhere,
(waddle from side to side)
Will walk or swim; here's why:
(waddle first, then "swim")
Although he has two bird-like wings,
(hold up two fingers)
He simply cannot fly!
(tuck hands into armpits and "flap" wings)

Penguins

The penguins' habitat
is freezing-
You'll like it there
If you don't mind sneezing.
(I, myself, don't find it pleasing.)

Helen H. Moore

 

Consider the Penguin

He's smart as can be -
Dressed in his dinner clothes
Permanently.
You never can tell
When you see him about,
If he's just coming in
Or just going out!

Lucy W. Rhu

In Praise of Penguins

These funny birds in fancy clothes
may waddle in the snow,
but when they reach the icy sea
Just watch how fast they go!

Their song sounds like a donkey's bray,
they cannot soar or fly,
yet penguins manage very well,
and let me tell you why...

Their feathers keep out water,
their blubber keeps out cold,
their wings make perfect paddles
because they do not fold!

Their tails are good for steering,
they brake with both their feet-
So tell me now, from all you've heard...
Aren't penguins NEAT?

Robin Bernard

Penguin Poem

Penguin, I think it must be very nice
To stroll about upon the ice,
Night and day, day and night,
Wearing only black and white,
Always in your Sunday best -
Black tailcoat and pearl-white vest.

To stroll about so pleasantly
Beside the cold and silent sea
Would really suit me to a T!
I think it must be very nice
To stroll with penguins on the ice.

William Jay Smith

Emperor Penguins

Huddled close together
Against the snow and sleet,
Penguins at the pole
Pool their body heat.

They gather in a circle,
Steadfast, disciplined,
Turning toward the center,
Fighting off the wind.

Sharing warmth and comfort
On cold and icy floes,
Balancing their future
Gently on their toes.

Barry Louis Polisar

A Question About Penguins

When do penguins change their clothes?
They must have others, I suppose.
Can it be that they're always dressed
In party clothes, that can't be messed?

Gathered in suits of black and white
Perfect for some formal night -
Do they expect a king or queen
To grace their distant glacial scene
It would make me feel much better
If I knew they each owned a sweater.

Penguins

Their suits are black and their vests are white.
They waddle to the left and they waddle to the right.
They stand on the ice and they look very neat,
As they waddle along on their little flat feet.

Penguin Shuffle

Penguins shuffle, shuffle, shuffle to the
Left, left, left
Penguins shuffle, shuffle, shuffle to the
Right, right, right,
Give a little wiggle
Give a little hop
Waddle round the iceberg
Never want to stop!

Six Little Penguins

Six little penguins off an iceberg did dive,
One bumped his beak, then there were five.

Five little penguins swam the ocean floor,
One saw a whale, then there were four.

Four little penguins spun around, whee-ee!
One spun off, then there were three!

Three little penguins, with nothing to do,
One went fishing, then there were two.

Two little penguins, having lots of fun,
One fell of, then there was one.

One little penguin, when the day was done,
Went home to sleep, then there were none.

Three Little Penguins

Three little penguins, dressed in white and black.
Waddle, waddle forward and waddle right back!

Three little penguins, in a funny pose,
They are wearing their evening clothes.

Their suits are black and their vests are white.
They waddle to the left and they waddle to the right.

They stand on the ice and they look very neat,
As they waddle along on their little flat feet.

Penguins Everywhere

There's a penguin on the table.
There's a penguin on the chair.

There's a penguin eating popcorn.
There are penguins everywhere!

There's a penguin on the ladder.
There's a penguin on the ground.

There's a penguin on the rooftop.
There are penguins all around!

There's a penguin in the mirror.
There's a penguin next to me.

There are penguins everywhere
That only I can see!

Mr. Penguin
(can be sung to the tune of On Top of Old Smokey)

On top of an iceberg,
All covered with snow
I saw my first penguin.
I wanted to know.

Oh is it a bird?
Or is it a fish?
I look at his feathers,
And knew which was which.

I said, "Mr. Penguin,
Which species are you?"
He said, I'm emperor.
And not a gentoo."

I said, "Mr. Penguin,
What's under your patch?"
He said, "It's an egg,
It's ready to hatch,"

I said, "Mr. Penguin,
Oh where is your wife?"
"She's out in the ocean,
She'll be back tonight."

Said Mr. Penguin,
"Her name is Jill.
She's out in the ocean,
Feeding on krill."

The next thing I knew,
I heard a peep.
And I saw a chick,
At the emperor's feet.

Unhappy Southpole Penguin

Unhappy South Pole penguin
You are in a nasty mood
As you try to chew your dinner
which refuses to be chewed.
But a simple undertaking
Will improve your attitude -
You must first defrost your dinner
For your dinner's frozen food!

 

I'm a Little Penguin
(to the tune of "I'm A Little Teapot")

I'm a little penguin round and fat
Here is my beak, here is my hat.
Winter days are coming, hear me shout,
"Please don't toss my mittens out!"

I'm a little penguin black and white.
Short and wobbly, an adorable sight.
I can't fly at all, but I love to swim.
So I'll waddle to the water and dive right in.

I'm a little penguin on the ice.
I think cold is very nice.
I can hop around first once, then twice.
I think ice is very nice.

I Know a Little Penguin
(to the tune of "I'm a Little Teapot")

I know a little penguin
Who sat on some blocks,
He swam in the ocean
And he climbed on some rocks!
He snapped at a seagull,
He snapped at a seal,
He snapped at a fish,
Oh, what a meal!

Penguin Thoughts

Have you ever seen penguins in picture books?
I always smile when I see their looks.
They look like men in their fancy suits,
All black and white from head to boots.
I often wonder when it snows,
Do they freeze their little penguin toes?
Do they shiver and shake in their land of ice?
Sitting on icebergs CAN'T BE NICE!

 Many more penguin poems at:

 

The Walrus

The widdly, waddly walrus
has flippery, floppery feet.
He dives in the ocean for dinner
and stands on his noggin to eat.

The wrinkly, crinkly walrus
swims with a debonair splash.
His elegant tusks are of ivory
and he wears a fine walrus mustache.

The thundery, blundery walrus
has a rubbery, blubbery hide.
He puffs up his neck when it's bedtime
and floats fast asleep in the tide.

Jack Prelutsky
from Talking Tigers, Poems to Share, Rigby Literacy 2000 ( has tape & 6 book copies)

Walrus

The walrus is a very large seal,
And clams are its favorite meal.
On the ocean floor,
It searches for more,
And usually finds a great deal!

The walrus has tusks long and nice,
They help it to crawl on the ice.
If you had to be
Any seal in the sea,
A walrus would be my advice!

The Seal

  I could squeal
  about the seal.
He's sleek and swift and wet.
  He can balance a ball—
  If it doesn't fall!
And sing—if he doesn't forget!

  He's soft to feel
  The lovely seal,
And just as black as jet.
  His favorite dish
  Is a wiggly fish.
Oh, what a charming pet!

Claire Boiko

Please Remove Seal

PLEASE REMOVE SEAL BEFORE USING THIS PRODUCT,
the sign on the box clearly read.
I don't have a seal, but I'm taking no chances—
I'll toss out my walrus instead.

Jack Prelutsky, from A Pizza the Size of the Sun

   
   
   
   

 

 

 

Narwhal

Around their igloo fires with glee
    The Eskimos tell tales
Of Narwhal. Listen and you'll see
    This unicorn of whales
Through frosty waves off Greenland's coast
    Majestically advance.
And like a knight come forth to joust
    Hold high its wary lance.

X.J. Kennedy

 
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
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Polar Bear Poems

Polar Bear

The Polar Bear never makes his bed;
He sleeps on a cake of ice instead.
He has no blanket, no quilt, no sheet
Except the rain and snow and sleet.
He drifts about on a white ice floe
While cold winds howl and blizzards blow
And the temperature drops to forty below.
The Polar Bear never makes his bed;
The blanket he pulls up over his head
Is lined with soft and feathery snow.
If ever he rose and turned on the light,
He would find a world of bathtub white,
And icebergs floating through the night.

William Jay Smith

 
   
   
   
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More!

The More It Snows

The more it
SNOWS-tiddely-pom,
The more it
GOES-tiddely-pom
The more it
GOES-tiddely-pom
On

Snowing.

And nobody
KNOWS-tiddely-pom,
How cold my
TOES-tiddely-pom,
How cold my
TOES-tiddely-pom
Are
Growing.

by A. A. Milne, from Poems in Your Pocket, Poems to Share Rigby Literacy 2000 ( has tape & 6 book copies)

 

Ice
(Sung to "Three Blind Mice")

We find ice, we find ice,
Where it is cold, where it is cold.

When the temperature drops to 32 degrees,
That's when water starts to freeze,
And frozen water guarantees

That we find ice!

We find ice, we find ice,
Inside the fridge, inside the fridge.
Ice is there, but did you know
That frost and sleet and hail and snow
Are also forms of ice, it's so!
Oh, we find ice!

by Meish Goldish, 101 Science Poems & Songs for Young Learners, Instructor Books

 

Snow

Tiny ice crystals
In freezing weather,

Tiny ice crystals
Sticking together.
What do they make?
A single snowflake!

by Meish Goldish, 101 Science Poems & Songs for Young Learners, Instructor Books

The Frost Sprite

The frost sprite always
Thinks it's fun
To play his pranks
On everyone.

He pinches ears
And cheeks and toes,
But where he's standing
No one knows.

He paints upon
The windowpane:
A flower, a bridge,
A wine, a chain.

He nips the leaves
Upon the trees,
This busy fellow
No one sees.

Jack Prelutsky, A. Nonny Mouse Writes Again!

January Thaw

The sun came out         Form circle with arms and lift them high.
And the snowman cried.     Boohoo loudly.
His tears ran down        
Move fingers slowly down cheeks.
On every side.
His tears ran down        
Boohoo loudly.
Till the spot was cleared.
He cried so hard
That he disappeared.       
Sink to floor. 

 

   
   

 

 

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