Today, my friends,

we will hear,

a tale that never ends.

It starts right here,

this very room,

where the birds will squawk and leer.

The first tale that we'll discover,

a hawksbill turtle undercover.

For there is no sun nor rain,

but a flying hunter with a mind for pain.

The same, alas, for a furry friend,

a koala's fear shall never end.

With little tufts of furry ear,

a red panda is frozen with fear.

The predators swimming, flying, running,

innocent animals trying to get under some covering.

There are so many other poor critters,

far away from our loud cars and litters.

But today, alas, we've run out of time,

maybe come back tomorrow for twenty more lines.