Possum
King
No creature is so graceful
As the mighty possum king
Though some find him distasteful
His call bears a noble ring
His nose up turned and haughty
He rummages through the garbage green
He finds some food that's rotty
And brings it to the possum queen
On stubs of legs like lightning
He hobbles cross the laneway flat
I heard a screech most frightening
He was run down by a drunken frat
Now all possums rise and sing
He was the mighty possum king