Leadbeater's possum

Crunch crunch across the fallen leaves, 

Tiptoe up the eucalyptus trees.

I am a critically endangered possum,

Who can only be found in the ashy forests.

I hide from owls, I am their prey,

Hurry! I must run away.

Climbing wattle trees is such a feat,

But nevertheless it's worth the treat.

Lerps and insects run away,

But my hunger is here to stay.

Quick, run! The bushfire is here for me,

It's going to take down our hollow trees.

I must escape this nasty beast!

Before I end up deceased.