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Is this my Home

Ruby the owl is searching for a home.

Looking for a place to call her own.

We’re sure you can help, we have no doubt,

Can you join her and seek it out?

 

Along the path in the long long grass,

An adder slithered and wriggled past.

Is this my home? Said the owl with a frown,

I can’t stay here, it’s too low down!

 

In the fork of a tree is a leafy drey,

And a sleek little squirrel, furry and grey.

Is this my home? It’s a cosy little ball,

But I can’t fit my head in, it’s far too small!

 

Hung upside down in a broken tree

A bat is asleep, wrapped up in it’s wings

Is this my home? Hung by my feet?

Being upside down is not for me!

 

By the roots of a tree, in a hole in the ground,

A fox with a bushy red tail is found

Is this my home? Lined with soil and bark?

I don’t like it here, it’s much too dark!
 

On the edge of the brook, in an old wet log

A fat warty toad looks at home in the bog.

Is this my home? It looks a bit grimy,

I can’t live here, it’s far too slimy!


Here’s a pond with reeds and trees

And a tall tall Heron, with knobbly knees

Is this my home? It’s not too flashy,

The watery pond is too wet and splashy!

 

Here’s a warren with holes and furrows

With Rabbits a plenty, making long long burrows.

Is this my home? It seems quite handy...

But the long long tunnels are far too sandy!

 

Here’s a hole in a hollow tree

Out of the rain and lined with dry leaves.

Is this my home? Yes yes, You’ll see,

It’s warm, and dry and perfect for me!

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