Tasmanian devils

A shaded black throughout the night

The tassie devil's scream in fright

Big or small

But still they call

Getting picked off one by one

'Scatter scatter', they run from the red fireball sun

Silk-like fur

Scattering down bellow

They're asking for help, how shall I answer?

They're suffering while we are clinking with laughter

Let's all fight

For their rights

Let's figure out the cure

And stop watching them being in terror