The Opposum Poem

I do not think anyone has written an Ode To a Possum before, but a few years back I managed to do it. It is called "The Possum On the Porch'.


He takes a donut with his feet
(So strangely pink!)
He is not neat.
He crumbles it,
Then snuffs it down.
Tossing remnants all around,
While behind the glass
My Cock-a-Poo
Knows what she would like to do.
To her - he is the Holy Grail-
Prize Supreme of a doggy tale.
But he would only disappoint.
He'd slump and keel
His tail ajoint.
Playing dead would be a bore.
It's best for the dog-
To be behind the door.

A poem by E Sprague