there was a little wombat he lived in the wild
somewhere in australia a proper natures child
he would make big burrows that he made his home
where he would hide from dingos when they were on the roam.
he would jump inside so he could get away
for the roaming dingo the wombat was his prey
he would live on grass eat shrubs and chew on bark
a happy little chap as happy as lark.
such a lovely creature so beautiful is he
all cuddly and so furry a lovely site to see.
Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 9:10 AM UTC
there was a little wombat he lived in the wild
somewhere in australia a proper natures child
he would make big burrows that he made his home
where he would hide from dingos when they were on the roam.
he would jump inside so he could get away
for the roaming dingo the wombat was his prey
he would live on grass eat shrubs and chew on bark
a happy little chap as happy as lark.
such a lovely creature so beautiful is he
all cuddly and so furry a lovely site to see.
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