but as we past lakes and more sheep,
we fell out of love with this detour and
the southern towns got samey till we got
back into the swing at Dunedin student city,
on to the Moereki boulders like alien eggs on the shore,
a giant marbles game anyone?
And the penguins we were promised appeared in Oamaru.
On a cliff was Heathcliff I named him waddling through the Kate bushes,
not more than 1m from where we were,
was the most handsome yellow eyed penguin saying hi.
We were high as kites with glee.
We saw blue penguins too but they were cooped up
and mating in tiny boxes
not as free on the beach like Heath.
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