Homeless Sweet Homeless

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Most animals make do without a house

Of any kind.  Beneath the sky of veldt

They browse and scratch their fur to shift a louse,

Their only roof the asteroid belt.

Most animals and plants survive without

A sleeping shelter.  They persist and sleep

Outside four walls.  The beasts ignore their doubt

Of stalking death where lions and leopards creep.

The nautilus and armadillo, both,

Like many others carry home around

Their flesh while creatures like them all are loath

To die since methods for their deaths abound.

  Some creatures carry home upon their back,

    Like crabs, despising even human shack.