An Asian small clawed otter who
Is named Phraay and is looking out
Here at home in Lincoln Park Zoo,
And's in a chatty mood no doubt,
As in a hollow log he be,
Giving an echo to his chat.
In chirps and barks and squeaks does he
Sound off throughout his habitat.
It's hard to know what's on Phraay's mind,
As out of the log he does peek.
As to what matters he's opined,
One must understand otter speak.
Please do come by and visit Phraay.
Who knows what he will have to say!
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