Answer:
I hop along and have a pocket where I keep my babies. I live in Australia. What am I?
A horrid monster hides from the day, with many legs and many eyes. With silver chains it catches prey. And eats it all before it dies. Yet in every cottage does it stay. And every castle beneath the sky.
I have a tail. I can fly. I'm covered in colorful feathers. I can whistle and I can talk
It can be in a hat, Or out of the bag. If you see it you'll be smitten, 'Cause it's fluffy like a mitten.
I am slow and carry my house wherever I go but I am not a turtle. I leave a slimy trail behind me. What am I?
Of no use to one, Bliss to two. Men lie for it. The baby’s right,