King Koala

a strange koala in a tree staring very strangely right down at me i stare straight back up the tree as the cheeky koala spits on me hey there you,do not do that your a koala not a rat indeed this is strange, come down here ,lets have a chat his reply is no i done with that i am the king ,the last of my kind you cut down my trees are you people blind you destroyed my home now i am all alone the giant gum trees so grand and tall you have cut them all down did you not hear them fall. you sell them for wood chip to lands afar now all i have is a road and a car. my forest long gone all that is left is me and this tree just keep walking and leave me be free, a strange koala yes indeed maybe now you will plant that seed regrow my home and leave me alone for once i am gone i will not return i am the last of the species as you watched my tree burn please read this and help me return