Yeah I ain't gotta say too much, but i'm the world's fastest snake

Jumpin on my prey just like a grenade 

Yeah i got an organ that can sense my prey from a mile away

I be slaying these small game like its just another day 

I be prayin on these small game's life just so they can live for another day 

Yeah they be dyin everyday 

Dyin everyday 

Yeah my organs name is the jacobsons 

Or you can call it the vomeronasals 

Now I know it may sound boring but just give me a break 

This is the only way I know where my prey lies as I eat them like a grape

Yeah they be dyin everyday 

Dyin everyday 

Now if you did not know

This is an adaptation in every way 

To get a little more in depth you already know that I collect stimuli from the environment    

Yeah I have a forked tongue which makes my prey feel embarrassment     

and I collect air particles and transport them into my vomeronasal ducts

Yeah, the enzymes in my saliva digest it even before iss inna stomach, easy to devour

Most food is digested inna couple hour

Then back to my forked tongue cuz it is the most important thing with this whole digestion stuff 

Yeah no matter what they be dyin everyday

Dyin everyday 

But now onto how I slay these prey

To me it’s really just another normal day

After everything happens and my tongue is finally at rest

Is where the magic finally happens the one where no one can resest 

My special organ detects these particles and will finally tell me where my potential prey is

Yeah they be dyin everyday

Dyin everyday

Really, with all these facts you could say that I’m the king of the jungle 

But even though I know that I am the greatest, I still gotta stay humble.

My eyes are like fangs ready to crunch away 

At anything that comes my way 

Now I think that I’ve said enough to prove my greatness 

And I apologize to the other contestants, please have my forgiveness. 

There once live a Red Kangaroo named Joe

He ate green grasses which made him grow

He went up to his friends and said “bro,

Do you know I have 2 stomachs to help me digest my food slow?”

I don't drink water 4 long periods of times

So i use the moisture in my food for water supplies

I'm kind of nocturnal  so I prefer to eat at night

Cuz during the day there's some dingos who want to fight

Joe has 2 stomach chambers which just make him cooler

He also has a gold chain which he got from the local jeweler

the sacciform, the tubiform are the names of the chambers,

Honestly he's just swaggy and all the other animals are haters

His 2 stomachs help him suck out every bit of moisture from his food

Why don’t you just drink some water, his friends asked, confused?

It’s because there's not much water flow in australia 

Besides the water conditions I wouldn’t wanna move anywhere else in Kingdom Animalia

Joe only eats green grasses and herbage 

Not to be rude but all the other animals are garbage

He also spits up food that's undigested 

He then chews it again and then its ingested

The chewed up food goes into joe’s second stomach chamber 

And from then on his stomach acids take over

The food is slowly split up into smaller pieces 

Then the acids finish the digestive process and his hunger decreases

My name is sunda… slow loris im a  primate and

im poisonous

searching for food at night 

With dat night vision

I got that slow metabolism 

 devouring food 

With my enhanced digestive system

I be swingin around 

keepin that highground

You won't hear a sound 

I'm not just gonna  leave you with  a wound.

You'll be on the ground once i'm done 

searching for food at night 

With dat night vision

I got that slow metabolism 

devouring food 

With my enhanced digestive system

If you ever see me at night 

You better pray u aint my prey 

I be launching from trees with a purpose 

Now u getting nervous 

searching for food at night 

With dat night vision

I got that slow metabolism 

devouring food 

With my enhanced digestive system

The closer you get I raise my glands

Then hopefully you'll understand 

Launching using my limbs 

I be strikin with my poisinious fangs

One bite and your fate will be decided 

Maybe next time your decisions will  be more decisive

The Termite’s March

Thump, thump, thump

Steadily we march

Through the tunnels

Let’s take it up a notch!

The sky opens up with a crack,

But not the kind that breaks 

Your mom’s back.

For it is the sign of the end of our time

Our battle, the final one in this grime. 

Through the hole in the sky,

a long pointed snout sniffs the air

Like there’s no tomorrow.

Well for us that is true, 

I must announce with sorrow.  

A narrow sticky tongue 

slices any chances of survival.

Scooping us up

Like they’re homicidal. 

The roof of their mouth, 

Ridge after ridge; 

It feels like we’re falling 

into an abyss-like ditch.

I must bid farewell now 

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                     r

                        i 

                          e 

                             n 

                                d,

But don’t feel glum.

The tongue is nearing me

And there’s 20,000 more of me to come.

Author’s note: This poem is from the numbat’s prey’s point of view (termites), just for clarification.

Hunting through the day and night

Killing its prey on sight 

Stalking on lemurs and smaller mammals

Pouncing on birds and those are just a couple of examples.

Digging its claws into the skin.

Teeth are so sharp that they stab in.

High in the trees and fast on the ground.

A top predator and it is very renowned.

The Fossa is pretty quick in the trees

Its tail helps it go through them with ease

Looking for the fossa might be impossible

So quick in the trees it might just be unstoppable!

That is the fossa and how it gets food

Not voting for it might just be rude!

After concealing myself under the soil all day,

I crawl out of my hideout .

Moonlight glistens against my scaly skin.

Fresh night air hits me .

Hard.

I slither against the cold forest floor,

Seeking for my prey

I keep my target in sight .

My body is starting to creep up.

I strike.

I wrap and make loops,

Around my prey.

Increasingly growing tighter.

To reach my target;

The head.

My jaw unhinges

Swallowing the body whole

Backwards teeth sulk into it 

Insuring my meal won’t 

Get away.