The Possums Scream
I want to hear the possums screeching
Coming from the trees.
Their noise starts out as scratchy,
Then a terrifying scream.
The curdling of the blood they cause
Can send sane people fleeing.
The cold murderer in the bush
Is who they are seeing.
I know a possum when I hear it,
Trying not to panic.
I need to run now. Get away!
Or things could end up tragic.
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