Mighty George

The little leadbeater is not a glider but can climb a tree like a spider

He is not a biter, he is one of the more mightier

We are nowhere near becoming an insider

Their numbers left are unknown 

For that he is cold as a stone

Left alone by his friends

The stars will be able to guide him

Little leadbeater possum I will commend

His bravery tough as metal, soft like a squishy teddy

We need to defend this little leadbeater possum

The whispering wind wanders through the tall gum trees the wind is ready

To pick him up and float him away like a light pink blossom

He will act like you can’t see him like he is as clear as a bubble

He will never ever hit rock bottom 

That wonderful little leadbeater possum

So remember finding him is an awful trouble

For the amount left of him is unknown 

For that he is as cold as a stone

George the leadbeater's story is not that well known

But when his tree was cut down he lost his life and home