Roof Possum
By Charlie P
There is a possum,
That lives in my roof,
In the night's gloom,
It likes to move,
The possum makes a racket,
Prancing all over the dome,
It messes up the garden,
It damages the home,
The possum is a nuisance,
Every night while I sleep,
It wakes me up, by dancing around,
And its growl, hiss, and screech,
As morning comes about
The possum quits being a pest,
After a very active night,
It's time for it to rest.