Monday, 19 January 2015


Sometimes I stay,sometimes I run.
Through the humid leaves.
I look!
I run!
To my comfy humid home.
And sit there sleeping until dawn.

When I was younger I used to play with my brothers.
And I lay there playing and playing.

Now that I am big and old.
I live alone hunting and bieng careful I am not hunted.

Now it is time to mate.
I mate
I need to make a nest.
So I pull the vines
And pull the lianas
And there I lay Making my holy nest.

Now that my hachlings have grown.
they are big and strong.
Its time to say Bye bye.

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