The sand which cast the termites out Marked the drag of a scaly myth, Trailing into thick, low tangle 'A pangolin! A pangolin!' We cried, Jolting at its heels! Plated like a Legion Soldier It rolled up tight into a ball. While spearing eyes poke the armour For face, for nose, or eye! But special... Continue Reading →

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