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Possum

"Yeh got to come out in the cold," she sez, "wivout yer wraps.
An' now I'll 'ave yeh on me 'ands fer days wiv a relapse!"
"I been pretendin'," I ixplains. She sez, "Am I yer wife?
Yet sooner than yeh'd trust to me yeh go an' risk yer life,"
Well, I'm marri'd to a woman, an'—it might seem sort uv meek—
I goes back into bed again... an' 'ates it... fer a week!


THE END.