I was born so very small and had a battle from the start of life.
My mum gave birth but the rest was up to me.
I was born as big as a bean, with no eyes to see and I had to struggle up to her fur, trying to hang on with all my might till I reached her waist.
Then I thankfully slid into a very special place, where a milk bar waited for me.
I latched on to a teat and fell into a deep sleep, as she moved about to tell her friends, she had a joey in her pouch fast asleep, that was me.
It was to be my home till I was strong enough to leave.
Do you know who I am?
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