Monday, September 21, 2009

Day Two Hundred and Sixty-Four: Oh, Possum!


Opossum, oh, possum, you critter of night

What creature are you to so fear the light?
You are not raccoon, for you wear no mask
Too big for a rat, and so I must ask

Opossum, oh, possum, marsupial being
With eyes all aglow as though through me you're seeing
Do the squirrels know you're trying to steal their thunder
By migrating here from your homeland, down under?


Opossum, oh, possum, with wiry gray hair
Why do you wait for me, why do you stare
On the dumpster you linger, above all the waste
Waiting to jump in and give it a taste

So, possum, opossum, give in to your senses
Stop clinging so tightly to rickety fences
I'll leave you alone to your litterous lounge
To follow your nature, to burrow and scrounge


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