Woylie

Help me, save me, I am a woylie

It's very sad that foxes want to destroy me, 

I doubted his strength and speed,

His swift, vengeful and savage breed,

They chased me through the open fields,

I don't have any source of shields,

No praying for the perfect card,

Cause life is short and life is hard,

I have got to help the ecosystem, got to help it now,

You made it here eventually, you're a big woylie now,

Every now and then my mind gets a little restless 

If I can't find my family, I am going to feel helpless

Help me, save me, I am a woylie,

I work and get scarred, always daily,

Our bodies are the smallest,

Always running through the dry forest

There is no room for error,

The little ones have got to make it to the next era