Penguin I Adore

My secret love looks always formal,
With a courtly look in his eyes.
A dapper tuxedo clothes his body,
And when he looks at me, he mesmerizes.

My secret love flaps his flippers,
Inclines his head and watches me.
Yes, my secret love is a penguin,
And I love him more than can possibly be.

I kidnapped him from the city zoo,
Smuggled him home in a cello case.
I know that others say our love could never exist,
But I can’t believe it when I look in his face.

My secret love’s my penguin true,
And I’ll never leave him, though
If the hunt keeps up much longer,
We’ll have to go and live on an ice floe.