I’m an odd, jerptious flort
Yet you hunt me for sport –
Don’t you know that I am endangered?
Of all the florts left behind,
I’m the one of my kind –
Please, can’t we just be enstrangered?
As a flort, I depend
On non-existent friends
For survival, for water, for food
I am the last one –
My species is gone
And to kill me? Well, that’s simply just rude!
Hey! Look at me!
I’m as weird as can be –
Seven legs, three heads and one eye
Please, let me live,
And please, do forgive
My appalling existence as I
I know you are kind,
So let it pass from your mind,
Killing me so you get applause
I’m a one of a kind,
I’m the last of my kind –
Just let me go due to natural cause
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