The Platypus
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I once lived in a place on a river bank in Australia and would sit and watch the platypus in the morning, as I'd drink a coffee.
The elusive, furry platypus,
Is a surviving monotreme,
Living above and below the water,
Of any Aussie stream,
Where it lives a pure autonomous life,
With a bric a brac design,
Made up from bits of others,
A sort of animal Frankenstein,
With its duck bill mouth and otter foot,
And beaver sort of tail,
And then it’s got its venomous poison,
In a curly black toenail,
And, as a mammal, what’s really odd,
It lays eggs like a chook…
These are reasons I love spotting platypus,
When they’re swimming in a brook.
Copyright © Lewis Raynes | Year Posted 2017
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