I find it strange
that
I have never written a poem
(or met)
a wombat.
.
To be honest,
I’m not quite sure what a wombat is,
or looks like.
Is it like the Pipistrelle,
or the Cricket bat?
Is it related to a Brickbat,
or an Acrobat?
Does it swim in the sea,
or climb high in a tree;
does it have a long tail,
fins, arms and legs,
multiple flippers like a flippadipperee;
does it lay eggs,
or give birth in flight;
have you a picture
from which I just
might
recognise a wombat?
.
No wonder
I have never written a poem
about
a wombat,
I doubt
if my words
would capture its essential worth
it might just look
like a spoonful of Earth.