I wanna a fucking penguin for president that wld be hella cool
just imagine it waddling up to politicians like whaddup
solving the political crisis here
Please don’t fly away.
You’re the only color on this bleak winter day.
Each year, salmon swim back to the rivers
Where they were born
Despite thrashing whitewater
And jagged rocks that have cut them time and time again.
And only when they’re in the vast ocean,
Seeing new, beautiful things
do they hate the rivers.
But the current keeps pulling them
(Never) wait for Friday.
Go on adventures.
Watch flowers (grow).
Make snow forts.
And look (up) at the stars.
My teeth are like unfinished phrases.
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