The Mammals: Part I

I: The Marsupial Oliver Opossum poked his nose out through the leafy pile Seeing that the distance to his target was not far Through the neatly tended lawn, he crept along in silent guile To the waste facility and found the door ajar This convenient reservoir of items for his family's need Bordered on the hinterland where he'd made his abode Chutes and seeds and crumbs of pie crust, on which kin could happily feed Swelled the shell of cast off plastic where they smartly stowed In the dark of shift's conclusion, his strong sniffer was his best guide To the mountain of fat pouches holding what he sought Chewing through the outer layer to reduce some weight was best tried If he wanted long to manage with the load he brought Once he had a bit securely clenched between his diligent jaws He proceeded dragging his prize back the way he came There would not be time to snack or even for the slenderest pause On the way to finalizing his illicit claim Suddenly the animal was by electric light bulbs struck dumb And the watchman's accusation calling him a rat Oliver held both his hands up, each complete with fingers and thumb As to his identity's proof, certain that was that By the truncheon hurtling towards him with a murderous force Accurate enough to make him duck his wily head Oliver instinctively employed the threatened possum's recourse Flipping himself over and pretending he was dead His attacker was about to scoop his body with a spade blade When the rustle of another burglar caught his ear Soon as in the open, the opossum his express escape made Functioning on stimulants injected by his fear Homeward to his warm dependents, with his catch in tow behind him He began the journey up a rugged sloping hill With the eager cry of his impatient mate to rise and find him Telling him of bellies that demanded he should fill (to be continued)
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