Crawling slowly past the barn,
There was an opossum.
Large and fat,
Teeth remaining hidden,
I hide in the doorway,
Too afraid to move,
It walked up the sidewalk
And therefore stranded me,
I dared not attempt to follow it,
Although it was my only path to the house,
I dared not threaten it,
Fearing the worst situations.
I called for help,
Wished I had a phone,
Then it escaped my vision,
Hidden in the dead of night,
It vanished,
Not to be found that night,
For even with the aid of flashlights,
My mother and I could not sight the marsupial.
By : Alyssa Hellenbrand
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