The Echidna

The Echidna

Oh Echidna
You move
With such dispassionate regard
Master
Of your prickly underbrush.
Your brush with death
Did not impede your progress.
Oh Echidna
Your long firm snout
Reaches out
To lead your prickly
Roly Poly self
On its adventure.
You reach the road
Impervious
To the two tonne metal snail
Whizzing past
Master of your domain
Indeed
We mere humans
Bowed down
Slowing our metal shell
To let you pass
Master
Echidna.

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