Hand Holding Penguins

Looking at the potential downfall of the human species,
I received a shock
Greater than learning of gambling at Ric’s Cafe.
I understood that we are doomed!

On my wall hangs the evidence.
Yes, it could be someone playing with Photoshop,
But I believe the Penguins shown on February’s calendar
Are touching flippers, (unless they are called “wings”).

Two African Penguins, strolling the beach,
Moving at sympathetic paces,
With heads slightly bent,
Are thoughtfully discussing the children.

No, I don’t see
Names carved in the sand,
But perhaps they’ve not yet evolved into
A love-note writing biped.

Indeed, they are unclothed,
(Though this might be a result
Of climate adaptation,
Or lack of local retail outlets).

They step lightly,
As though responding to a dance tune
From a big band sound, circa 1938,
Ready to tap their way to happiness.

On balance, and based solely on that photo,
It is apparent that evolution has favored them.
They look studious enough to tackle
Big questions without resort to warfare.

Consider, too that they do not consume beyond their needs,
Are apparently not motivated to build big houses
Or sail in large cruise ships.
They might be an admirable replacement for humans.