A house like any other house,
A room like any other room,
A time like any other time
‘xcept for the penguins in suits.
One is the butler, brings champagne,
One’s for a hook to hang your coat,
One’s taking pictures, choosing frames
And one slides down a country road
On his soft belly, like penguins do.
One’s a wise man,
One’s got style – a green tuxedo –, one the while
Slurps beer from pints cut out of ice,
And one – to everyone’s surprise –
Wears hoodie and a pair of jeans.
How strange they look on a penguin!