• The Fiddle and the traveler

    There was once a very shiny fiddle,

    It is made of gold and is quite brittle,

    The softest sound may clear your mind,

    Had any monsters left evil thoughts behind.

    Now, you should know of a brave seafarer,

    His name is Rockhopper, who steers the Migrator,

    He had found the fiddle and played it for many a days,

    Until one day, when he began to gaze,

    To a beautiful island full of penguins of all shapes and sizes,

    It is called club penguin,

    Which rockhopper still visits from days to months at a time.

    Now, no one knows what happened to the gold fiddle,

    Some say it went to the beautiful maiden of the sea.