O Pinguim

Good morning penguin,
Where are you going like that
In such a hurry?
I'm not mean,
Don't be scared
Of me.

I just would like
To give a little pat
On your jazzy hat.
Or very gently
Pull the tail
Of your coat.

When you walk
You look like Chacrinha
Out of your mind.
And an old man
Who was my teacher
In my school days.

Penguin, my friend,
Don't get mad at me
Or lose your cool.
Don't ask why,
But everyone puts you
On top of the fridge.