15.July.25

β€œHumbug!” huffed the hill’s haughtiest Humboldt.

β€œNeither King nor Royal nor Emperor”

β€œNor even most trusted apparitor”

β€œShall enforce any dubious decree”

β€œThat I hop right into this icy sea—”

β€œFor I am penguin avowed to the land”

β€œRegardless of a demented demand,”

β€œSo β€˜til the case of yonder’s wild, wild wet”

β€œIs cleared of each lion and sharky fret,”

β€œI shall stand ground as the rebel of rock”

β€œUntil time of tide’s very last tick-tock.”

β€œBah!” retorted the Spheniscus *scofflaw*. ; )