Quoll Poems - Poems about Quoll

...I lie dead and broken and crushed by the road and the crows make a meal of my eyes I no longer wander the trails in the bush there's no one who mourns me or cries And all who pass by are repuls......

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...A day that’s spent in the forest is a day that’s heaven-sent, with the air so crisp and clean with ample shade, where Mother Nature’s in control with the forest as it’s meant, and the struggle’s a......

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...In the middle of the Universe, I stand Geared up to continue our deed And since from our native planet, we have been banned The two of us carry on at light speed Zirck and I traveled afar from......

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...Quolls live in Australia Their bodies and tails have spots Just like the dress that grandma wore All covered in polka dots......

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