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It is a cat but not a kitty, You'll never catch on in a city. Its fangs are huge and so its claws, A death machine with paws and jaws. In its own way a royal fellow, Striped with black and clothed in yellow
A spent round or a slimy critter.
What creature starts yellow inside and white outside, then becomes its first five before becoming the whole?
I have a pouch on my belly where I carry my babies. I hop around Australia. What am I?
John Lennon sang about being this toothy creature.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?