On Christmas Eve by moonlight's gleam,
Penguin Santa’s all agleam.
His boots go squeak, his coat goes swish,
His pockets full of candy fish.
He zips past seals and waves at whales,
Leaving behind frosty trails.
And as he twirls, he hums a tune,
Dancing under the frosty moon.
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