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Have You Seen My Armadillo?

When my kids were very young, I used to read them a book which had a different animal on each page, and every animal rhymed with a word.

Hello there, have you seen my armadillo?

Why yes, I found him laying on my pillow.

Oh dear, I hope he isn't ill.
Was he laying rather still?

He certainly seemed a little laid back.
Even after I gave him a whack.

That's dreadful, my poor, poor pet.

To be safe, I took him to the vet.

Stop talking, and take me there now.
Before I get cross and start a row.

OK Madam, this way to my car.
The animal centre isn’t very far?

Let’s go then, I am in a hurry.

But there really is no need to worry.

But I feel slightly bereft.
What was the vet doing when you left?

He was scratching the armadillo's back,
with a long strange wooden rack.

I am sure he would enjoy that.