Possums On the Run - Part 1

"Possums on the Run - Part 1" Well she ran away danced the F.U. Revolutionary Dance Jokers are trumps Euchre, 500, Queens Slippers no Deuce, no Romance Holey holy blue jeans torn and buried underneath the house with uneaten sandwiches going mouldy in plastic lunch bags, old unwanted items, school books torn pages, hessian bags, burnt pots, newspaper wrappings fading tales of the city with dreams of necromancy. She’s upstairs deliberating sitting at the kitchen table writing her stories Over with doing the dishes done with Rainbow Princesses, homework squats and buried small town garbage runs over strawberry jam and creamed up Sunday Cream Buns. A good day out some holiday collecting cut grass she stands watching red skinned motor mower man barking orders while the other daughters stand en garde cross-armed no hat, sun burnt, barefeet, blistering in the boiling Sun. En Garde, patiently waiting watching Frilly Lizard Black Boy Kangaroo Paw Hibiscus “There’s a tortoise under the outside dunny!” there’s a flaming tortoise on the run slow mode totally bizarre, wonders where it came from…she thinks, “run tortoise run”. She knows better, she’s 17, she’s the Dancing Queen, she’s Top Gun. (Lovejoy-Burton/Jan 2018) 1. .... x https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ZUX3j6WLiQ