Time for this joey to peek out
And see what there is worth to see,
And what is all the fuss about -
Those humans trying to see me.
Something told me when I was born
To crawl a ways on Mama's fur
Into her pouch that I've since worn
Around the milk machine - for sure!
Here is what I've picked up to date,
Marsupial, sex not yet known,
Australian red kangaroo, mate.
Will stay in pouch until more grown.
Come and peek at me - peek-a-boo!
Peek at me at Lincoln Park Zoo.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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