Best Wombat Poems

Where mountains rise and forests grow
the slow wombat digs his home.
It lives in fear of foes and those
who deride its shape and gait.
It roams the land, where green abounds, 
when full darkness falls around.

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No.1 ~ Wombat
Author: Paul Callus ~ 18 th Jan 2015 
Contest: Night...

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Boris the wombat was very fat
So fat in fact
That he had to sit back on his hind legs
Just like a dog when he begs
His best friend was called Pat, the wombat in the Akubra hat

One day Boris and Pat, the wombat in the Akubra hat
Went...

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Pat, pat, pat,
He's my wombat,
Wee Winky is his name,
Pat, pat, pat,
Wee Winky sat,
He really is quite tame.

Stroke, stroke, stroke,
He's just awoke,
Winky's such a sleepy head,
Stroke, stroke, stroke,
He's a hairy bloke, 
A burrow is his bed....

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