Thyacine Aka Tasmanian Tiger
Thyacine
Tasmanian tiger
Tasmanian wolf
carnivorous marsupial
kept young in pouch
native to Australia, Tasmania, New Guinea
Thyacine is to Australia
What Sasquatch is to North America
Been sighted but not recently penned or captured
Sasquatch might be a myth
Thyacine only went extinct eighty-seven years ago
in 1936
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Categories:
tasmanian, animal,
Form: Free verse
Tasmanian Rain
So, Tasmanian Rain
Don't fall on the plane.
It's four-eighty in cash.
If you want a hot bath.
That's lost down the drain.
Gone Madly Insane.
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Categories:
tasmanian, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
Tasmanian Devils
TASMANIAN DEVILS
The house next door
had flames in the windows
We watched from the street as
the firemen arrived, four rigs responding,
Engine Company 5 – The Tasmanian Devils
Engines and ladders, axes and hoses, abundant
testosterone surrounded and entered, laid into
that fire like an infantry platoon doing necessary
work through the hedgerows of France in the
summer of ‘44
“Cute
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Categories:
tasmanian, love,
Form: Free verse
The Tasmanian Tiger
The Tasmanian tiger
The last one died in captivity in 1936
and that was a sad moment for humanity,
added to the list of animals we have eliminated over the years.
The Tasmanian tiger was easy to kill. It didn´t know
how cruel we are.
There have been sightings of it by gullible people, but it is an
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Categories:
tasmanian, absence, confusion,
Form: Blank verse
My Life As Tasmanian Devil
Pups, imps, joeys, wiggling tailed marsupials, hunting in parties of five.
Deadly facial cancer has killed lots of us, it’s a wonder I am still alive.
I screech when I eat, carrion, my utmost favorite food, road kill.
My aggression insured me at babyhood alive I would be still.
There were fifty in my litter, but only four teats
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Categories:
tasmanian, 6th grade, 7th grade,
Form: Rhyme
A Tasmanian Angel
Typing away, their words had met,
Across a computer filled internet.
She was a Taz, he was a Scot,
She, beautifully bronzed, he, definitely not!
She had bought a picture of his,
From an application called ‘Owned’
Shocked at when he got in touch,
‘Not a bloody Scotsman!’ she moaned.
Soon he was to grow on her,
Like an apple on a tree.
Flirting with
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Categories:
tasmanian, fun, funny love, giggle,
Form: Rhyme
The Tasmanian Devil
The New Ocean House, back in sixty-eight,
Worked as a busboy, left that night late.
A very dark night, dark of the moon.
Might have been May, may have been June.
I climbed on my bike, started its thunder.
Sped off wildly, like I was boy wonder.
I flew through the streets, heading to Lynn.
Nice that night, nice night for a
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Categories:
tasmanian, adventure, funny, history, night,
Form: Rhyme