“G’day, my cobber, digger, pal,”
Quoll to the quokka quoth;
“How’s tricks, how goes morale?”
The quokka glumly looked
And spoke a quiet oath:
“@$#&, mate our goose is cooked,
You know, it’s such hard work
Being a critter sad
In the ‘endangered’ cirque…”
The quoll, he nodded and agreed;
With his forlorn comrade
He had no choice but to concede:
For then they'd have privileges distinct...
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