How would one describe the siku to siku activities of a penguin, auk team? Many, including myself, have tried and failed. The main problem is... well it's never really the SAME siku to day. Sure, you'd think we had a routine, and we did. But they way we went about it was always different. Admittedly we've baffled many zoologists, and even sent some of them gibbering to a mental hospital.
There's no doubt we're different. The swali is, why? What sets us apart from the rest? Were there not others in the world- no, in ZOOS like us? Were there zoos without a team to defend them all? I suppose those maswali could be answered kwa those inhabitants them self, but that isn't exactly an option, is it?
Perhaps the best way to create an accurate picture, is to tell the... kwa now, famous, account of our first big mission. Not our squabbles with Blowhole, au our trips around the world. No, wewe see, our first big mission began here, in our very own Central Park Zoo, located in New York City. As this tale unfolds, wewe will realize it wasn't so easy getting all of this information.
Our story began, several years ago, at the dawn of the twenty first century. We were living life as we normally would, entertaining the masses kwa day, battling enemy forces kwa night. We'd soon get a new shipment of animals, transferred to the zoo. It was a rather large shipment, but we weren't worried. What ever it may be, we could take them easily, if it were needed. The inhabitants being shipped here, well... As it turns out, they had a plan that would topple our civilization, and plunge this zoo into a kuvuka, msalaba species war. Of course...
We didn't know this at the time...
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A/N- Yeah, just a real quick prologue for the moment, but only for the moment. I've had this idea rolling around in my head for a while and at least wanted to finish one of my other stories, but it's just been too distracting. wewe know how that it, right? ^^;
There's no doubt we're different. The swali is, why? What sets us apart from the rest? Were there not others in the world- no, in ZOOS like us? Were there zoos without a team to defend them all? I suppose those maswali could be answered kwa those inhabitants them self, but that isn't exactly an option, is it?
Perhaps the best way to create an accurate picture, is to tell the... kwa now, famous, account of our first big mission. Not our squabbles with Blowhole, au our trips around the world. No, wewe see, our first big mission began here, in our very own Central Park Zoo, located in New York City. As this tale unfolds, wewe will realize it wasn't so easy getting all of this information.
Our story began, several years ago, at the dawn of the twenty first century. We were living life as we normally would, entertaining the masses kwa day, battling enemy forces kwa night. We'd soon get a new shipment of animals, transferred to the zoo. It was a rather large shipment, but we weren't worried. What ever it may be, we could take them easily, if it were needed. The inhabitants being shipped here, well... As it turns out, they had a plan that would topple our civilization, and plunge this zoo into a kuvuka, msalaba species war. Of course...
We didn't know this at the time...
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A/N- Yeah, just a real quick prologue for the moment, but only for the moment. I've had this idea rolling around in my head for a while and at least wanted to finish one of my other stories, but it's just been too distracting. wewe know how that it, right? ^^;
Kowalski: A Song for Doris the Dolphin.
Kowalski pulls out a guitar, gitaa and starts playing
Kowalski:
Stunning like a beach, pwani sunset,
Her eyes bluer than the neverending ocean,
She bears an amazingly soft face,
That I will never be able to hold.
Doris, the dolphin,
She is a miracle of nature,
Doris, the dolphin,
If only she would upendo me,
We swam in peace, in perfect harmony,
Flipper in flipper we went,
I was so happy and in total bliss,
But then, she cruelly left me,
Doris, the dolphin,
Why did wewe abandon me?
Doris, the dolphin,
If only she would upendo me,
If only she would upendo me.
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