A Dylan-ish Watchtower-ish contribution to the musical effort:-

"There must be some way up from here,"
Said the penguin to his mate.
"I keep looking up at airplanes,
Seems it may be a mistake."

"Same thing happens to me too.
When I lean back, my feet lose their hold.
There are many here among us
Whose backs are getting rather cold."

All along the iceflow,
Capsized penguins did roll.
As they got up, another plane approached them.
The stunned, bruised penguins groaned.

Grab.