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For a Rambling Poet

The small, quiet, cozy house, inhabitants are settling to get ready for slumber, when their red short legged puppy began to bark loudly out of control. The puppy's bristled nape and stiff legs claw madly at the locked door. Sensitive olfactory alerter of an intruder on the ranch style porch. Fear, nerves, chills run through the family; what lies on the other side of the dark door? Should investigation start? Is it safe? Courage allows the door to open and a proper investigation of the scene to begin. Eyes adjust to the darkness and a panoramic scan begins; as brain realizes every item is in its usual spot the red puppy sniffs around the porch then yard and begins a frenzied display behind the rocker. Brave parents find a hairy...viscious...teeth bared... long hairless tailed opussum! Grinning opussum, thankful for a good meal of cat food in his belly, on this cold winter's night. For the act one, scene one contest

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Date: 2/9/2010 1:40:00 PM
I think it's a one act play, with an awesomely cute little ending to it! VEry enjoyable, Doris. Good luck in the contest! andrea
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Date: 2/9/2010 3:09:00 AM
Great write Doris enjoyed this and thanks so much for your support Daniel
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Date: 2/7/2010 11:20:00 AM
Thank you for sharing your poetry today Doris. I am happy that I am able to read it. I wish you the best in the contest. Love, Carol
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Date: 2/7/2010 7:33:00 AM
What a surprise! When I stayed with friends in 1986 in Queensland, Australia, a possum made noise on top of a water tank and when we stepped out and took the torch, we sa a possum chweing an apple. It was really funny. I like your story! Keep writing, Doris, Gert
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Date: 2/6/2010 1:15:00 PM
I liked the suspense!
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Date: 2/6/2010 11:39:00 AM
Can't wait to read the rest of the play since the red-haired guard dog is lying on my lap as I type these words. Mom
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