why shape perfect wye
opossum posing in his dream
sleeping ten to five
neck tail tip touching
forming ball parallel sea
changing point of view
facing me next pool
hammering causing him strife
sleeping in tree top
plantation opossum
how do you keep from falling
may i spoon with you
disturbing noises
cannot crawl out from under
adaptable friend
can’t imagine finding
new home in five minutes
gifted tranquil wise
valentine opossum
watching animal planet
sipping club soda
sharing lite lunch
“my heart BEETS for you salad”
icicle free nap
your heart won’t thank you
take fave opossum to lunch
heart cookie cutter
dagger through my heart
stalactites verse stalagmite
doesn’t matter which
self-possessed opossum
narcissistic traits
destroying roof crest
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(he showed me his mask
animal dyslexia
he was a raccoon)
(still two syllables
too tired to change his name
raccoon plays opossum)
From my husband, John “Stalagtites go down – like a girl’s tights.” 🙂
Laughing at this one, Miss Shelley. Never heard it put that way before. Now I’ll never forget. Laughing out loud.
Absolutely beautiful.Happy Valentine’s day.
Something of a non sequitur: Back in the 1970s, my uncle drove a ’60s-vintage Oldsmobile Toronado with a bumper sticker on it that read: “Eat Mo’ Possum.” I lived then in deep southeast Missouri. The bumper sticker was from some tavern over in the Missouri Ozarks. Oh well.
lol.granny clampett probably has the same bumper sticker..thank-heavens i’m vegetarian.
Clever and witty as usual.
thank-you ken