You’ve probably never heard of me 
I like to disappear in the shrubbery 
I burrow down beside termite mounds 
I eat the pests that keep you awake with nocturnal sounds   

My scales protect me from nature’s threats 
But not from wealthy bidders’ bets  

My armour, its not meant for you 
As an artefact in a city zoo  

I need the land that your cows now graze 
Or these could be my final days 
I need the trees that burn in your fire 
Or in a museum is the only place I will be admired  

I am fast I am strong 
If you don’t watch out  

I’ll be gone

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