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wallaby
you're the sly thud
in the scrub
I'm rustle, conspicuous
by fall of foot
you're all tail
turn at first suggestion
or I suppose you're there
from what I hear
it's sudden we're in the face-to-face
edge of a clearing each
rotate your ears
while I get this down
your portrait
staring for me
it's hard to be
as still as you
I fuss with paws
to do my scribble
you make ears
all round
to know where
everything is
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