Vamos Los Tilcayos
Very cute at about three pounds,
always remember to feed salvaje.
Maintaining they’re meant for you?
Oh how I pray they remain elusive.
Sadly, size can create a target.
Leave them be, leave them wild,
owned and coddled by no one.
Serial hunters don’t want hand-fed.
Take the hint from divine nature,
ideally only view them from afar.
Left to be wild, allowed to be free
caging them is not an option.
A fur-ball of adorable to be sure,
yet don’t discount their vitality.
Obey what you know is law,
salvaje I’ll be para los tilcayos.
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