"Well I might mend my wretched form of late with this one."
Your form has hardly been wretched. A pity about our treasure store that was once the Literary Review Grand Poetry Comp. Here's my idea for Lucy's latest.
He’s not in New Guinea, Brazil or Alaska;
His only abode is remote Madagascar.
The way that he hops and his big eyes reveal a
Lemur that lives around Andohehela,
And though classed as rare there appear to be plenty
In the island’s reserves for wild life near Berenty.
Go on a tour and of course you may track a
White coated lemur. It’s Verreaux’s sifaka.
Like many poor beasts that have come to grief too
This lemur’s a marvel in Tenerife Zoo.
In the wild it attracted too much with its fuss,
A poor little primate called Propithecus,
And now its survival depends on man’s charity,
This tree-loving creature, our cuddliest rarity.
Would God (do you think?) want a world that would lack a
Four footed fun-ball like Verreaux’s sifaka?
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