Red-tailed heroes

These creatures are glue

Sticking the animals together

Their feathers are as soft as worn-out leather

They fly around in the sky that is a deep shade of blue

Deforestation is like a bulldozer for these poor birds

To protect these birds we can use our words

Planting trees that can grow upwards

To create places for their nests and stop their population going downwards

These birds with tails the colour of fireworks

Are disappearing like chameleons

We need to stop being jerks

This is no longer a show for a comedian

Save the feathered friends

We are going to hit lots of dead-ends

Unless we act

There is nothing we can do to make their disappearance happen in slow-motion