Blundering through the yard late at night. Wish I had a better flashlite. I hear a rustle, am I not alone? A scurry, a skitter…. Chills me to the bone! Swinging my meager light to and fro, I search for the source… is it friend or a foe? OH MY GOD! Is that a rat in the tree??? Phew, no, just a small possum I see!
posted by Stephanie Cake at 9:56 AM on Nov 16, 2005
"Yard Rats. A Poem."
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