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Billy Possum Destroys the Bird Feeder in the Night
(Again)
That climbing ratitude
In nightly interlude
And moral turpitude
Eats all the birdy-food
(I haven’t thought up an appropriate amphimacer [yes, I had to look that up] “ude” rhyme for the destruction of a bird feeder, but if I do it will go here)
Thus shows his gratitude
Oh! What an attitude!
I speak with acritude
Thus ends this platitude
For the true adventures of Billy Possum, see Thornton W. Burgess’ wonderful Mother West Wind stories.
