Possum of the Grotto
(Melora Creager)
He lives under the banyon tree.
When I'm in trouble, he helps me.
I hear him creep
Through the leaves at night.
His flesh is pink,
But his fur is bright snow white!
No meat! No bread!
Get inside his little head.
(Cuz he's the) Possum of the Grotto.
Possum of the Grotto.
Alkilize or die.
Don't complain about humidity.
If the yard is damp,
That's where i'll be.
Don't be racist against this albino.
I have kissed his lips,
And seen his red eyes shine, oh!
No meat, no bread!
Get inside his little head.
Possum of the Grotto.
Prophet of Vibrato.
Alkilize or die!
Cheek to cheek. Don't be shy.
Alkilize or die!
Beast to beast. Eye to eye.
Alkilize or die!
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