The Chilling Birth of an EmperorbyMy Erotic Trail©
The Chilling Birth of an Emperor
Eighty below and a blizzard blows
over the arctic ice and snow
a cracked egg between two legs
rests on a penguin's toes.
When a little beak takes a peek
at the white world outside its shell
continually trying to shed its confines
a baby bird bursts, into a frozen hell.
The father with love picks it up from above
tucks it into a bed of feathered fur
enchantingly genuine, a baby penguin
the chilling birth of an Emperor.
All the clouds gathered and witness this sight
born is a bird that will never take flight.