On The Brush Tail Possums In The Backyard

F Francis Duggan
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Most wild born creatures when they see humans disappear from sight But in the backyard i put out slices of apples for possums every night They try to climb up my pants as if i were an apple tree As a source of food they only see me Quite big brush tail possums as big as a cat They thrive well on apples they look sleek and fat They fight among each other but me they ignore Perhaps to them i am a mobile apple tree that and nothing more On the galvanize roof i hear the males fighting at night The strongest male rules the territory as well as the right To mate with the females his genes to pass on His d n a lives when the life from him gone Most wild born creatures do run or fly off when humans to them come near But the brush tail possums in the backyard of me hold no fear.

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