Koala
By Ariana T
I look up through the trees
Who is that I see through the leaves
A koala with its caring mum
Nibbling on the tasty gums
Its dirty grey fur keeps it warm
When it is a harsh and cold storm
A baby koala stays with its mother
They really like to stay with each other
Its mother feeds eucalyptus leaves
To its baby joey that’s in need
Koalas select a group of fruit trees
And they just want to eat some leaves