Tuesday, December 3, 2024

Old Mr. 'Possum and the Moon - poem

 

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

Old Mr. Possum and the Moon

 

Old Mr. ‘Possum is a garbageman

Who quietly works his appointed nightly rounds

Unappreciated as he tidies this

And cleans up that, all without any fuss

 

The other animals don’t seem to like him much

For his wobbling, waddling walk, his untidiness

His pointy nose, his all-draggledy tail

And his awkward shape like a loaf of oaf

 

But when he lifts his eyes to the queen of the skies

He knows that to her he is a knight in disguise

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