the penguins are marching
they are on the attack
the little one there
has stopped for a snack

they swarm over the fences
and through the back alleys
but a couple have paused
for a pint at o'malley's

now the snaillord, the cheiftain
the mayor, kazoo
glomms down the halls
crying, "oh what shall we do!?"

"they are burning our crops,
they loot and they pillage,
if we dont stop them soon,
theyll destroy our whole village!" be continued....