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# Poema
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Cerca de un cerro donde vivía la abuela
se escondía una criaturita que casi nadie conocía.
En la oscuridad se ampara
Hasta justo antes de la mañana,
solo en las noches salía
para buscar su comida.
Un pelaje llamativo el exponía
pero también era raro casi lo veía.
Un día lo verlo en el zanjón,
mi abuela me dijo: mira allá va el tejón.
Un animal nocturno que solo se ve en estos rumbos.
Aunque al verlo me asustó
conocerlo me gustó
que bueno que Dios al crearlo
su patas para defensa, le dio.
Toda la creación de Dios
es una belleza genuina.
Desde el arcón hasta la hormiga
son una hermosa creación
incluido este bichito llamado *tejón*
# Poem
Near a hill where the grandmother lived, there was a little animal
that hardly anyone knew it was hiding.
In the darkness it took refuge
until just before morning,
only at night did it come out
to look for food.
A striking coat exposed him, but it was also rare to almost see him.
But it was also rare to almost see him.
One day I saw him in the ditch,
my grandmother said to me: "Look, there goes the badger.
A nocturnal animal that is only seen in these parts.
Although it scared me when I saw it
I liked meeting him.
It's a good thing that God, when he created it, gave it
his paws to defend himself, he gave him.
All of God's creation
is a true beauty.
From the eagle to the ant
they are a beautiful creation
including this little critter called the *badger*.
