Sugar Glider
Glide the night, sip the sap
Glide the night, sip the sap
Taiga's "black gold" marten
Ancient armor, lungs, and finlets.
Big crest. Bigger excavations.
Raspberry songster of the pines
Crop-milk champions of the skies
The rainforest river giant
See-through guardians of rainforest streams
The leaf-litter masters of the riverbed
Born for snow, built for the boreal
Tail-grip nectar sipper of the canopy
The frog that thaws back to life
The bat that sleeps in a leaf tent
Years belowground, weeks in the spotlight
Plant the forest-one flight at a time
Bright warning colors. Bitter consequences.
A splash of sky in open fields
Hear the forest's "who-cooks-for-you"
Scarlet skies, rainforest voice.
Sky-blue sentinel of the open West
Flag the tail, vanish into the woods
Kangaroos that took to the trees
Big eyes. Bigger leaps.
Tufted ears, forest engineer
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