A penguin born to ski

Penguins love the cold

Everyone knows this to be true

But this one was unique

Going against the norm

Up on the mountain, so high

In a pair of skis, he'd glide

Never one to be outdone

Graceful and swift, he'd race

Along the snowy slopes

A natural, he was born to ski

Tuxedoed and triumphant, he'd go

In style, with flair and panache

No one could match his pace