In Oz the possum grinds on thorn and gum Far too stretched to visit mum - Things are hard outback of Bourke And there’s no time for anything but work.
But Kiwi possums like to visit ma With flowers for her crystal jar - They’ll even take a shopping bag of buds With some greens and beans and spuds.
In Oz the possum is protected As indeed might be expected - Beset by fires and drought and prickles And parched out creeks that slim to trickles.
But Kiwi possums are heaven sent To slurp and scoff to heart’s content - When they dine they have the best And not surprisingly are deemed a pest.
In Oz a treasure - in NZ an imported glitch There are mixed opinions either side the Ditch – Mum’s the word on making possums able To visit home with veggies for the table.