Red Panda and Giant Panda
Red Panda aka Foxfire got lost when her plane fell into the China Sea.
She drifted ashore, and was discovered by a giant black and white he.
What are you? The monster asked, fearing she was an alien creature.
A bit afraid of her eighteen inch long tail, her most prominent feature.
I am a panda, she said, but she looked more like a skunk or raccoon.
The giant panda from China began laughing, his chuckles went to the moon.
You certainly are not! He said. You do not look a thing like my wife or me.
He was as amused as a panda whose dinner was interrupted could be.
I am an Eastern Himalayan panda, she told him; but I fell out of that plane.
Do you have some tasty leaves or perhaps a tiny bit of sugar cane?
The fluffy Giant Panda puffed up his black and white fur.
“Come along, you hungry thing,” he told her “I have the cure.”
They ate bamboo for about twelve hours, before she said her name was Niece
Here is a thought, Giant told her “In China, my kind is the symbol of peace
“You are an endangered species,” Niece said, but not in a mean kind of way.
They became the best of friends then, and began to eat together every day.
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