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by Stephen Whiteside » Fri Jun 24, 2011 2:57 pm
'Radio New Zealand reports the penguin is now eating sand in an apparent attempt to cool down, when it would normally eat snow.' (ABC News 24.06.11)
Old Riddle:
Question: Why can you never go hungry at the beach?
Answer: Because of the sand which is (sandwiches) there.
It's getting incredibly stuffy.
Has Marty Boy eaten more whale?
I'm restless and breathless and puffy.
My homeostasis might fail.
The temp'rature seems to be rising.
This snow isn't doing the trick.
Its texture is rather surprising.
It seems on my palate to stick.
It's yellow and crunchy and gritty,
But not like a lemon granita.
I'm feeling decidedly sh**ty.
Would somebody turn off the heater?
This strategy just isn't working.
I don't seem to have a Plan B.
The answer around me is lurking,
I'm sure, but I just cannot see.
Farewell, cruel world, I am dying,
Alone and away from my friends.
Have I done something wrong? I am trying.
Alas, I cannot make amends.
My soul it would seem has fine wings
That my poor Earthly-bound body lacks.
To heaven my sweet spirit sings!
A curse on those dry gritty snacks!