An Aye Aye Dreams of being a Woodpecker
I'm a type of lemur,
And quite a dreamer.
I know it's absurd,
But I wish to be a bird,
The first Aye Aye,
To fly in the sky.
I'd love to glide,
And travel far and wide.
I could sleep in the dark,
Be up with the lark,
Feel the warmth of the sun,
Oh I'd have such fun!
I'd have a patch of red,
On the back of my head,
And a long pointed bill,
Shaped like a power drill.
I'd still tap on a tree,
To find something wormy.
We catch our food the same way,
Both of us like beetles as prey.
Our skills are the same,
The only thing I prefer, is my name.
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