Sloths.....confuse
Skin, rough
and eyes, cold.
Nearly a crocodile.
And any fool knows
that no one can love
a crocodile.
It’s odd that one of life’s hardest creatures came in to this world through a soft slimy shell.
So
vulnerable
to be squashed buy misfortunes boot.
One wonders how anything could survive.
Like sloths, for example.
There is no possibility in the universe
that they could still be alive,
yet for some
absurd
reason, they are.
It’s all very
confusing.
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