Incantation For the use Of Opossums

Come sweet sun with warming beams,
Wake the trapper from his dreams.
Evening's embers, glowing hot,
See his boots be frozen not.
Kindling, kindle cheerfully,
Hurry with his cup of tea.

Sing sweet birds a lively lay,
Speed the trapper on his way.
Lawyer-vine and supple-jack,
Cumber not the trapper's track.
(Even furry paws may feel
Cold when caught in freezing steel.)

Quickly, quickly let him slay,
Get his pelts and go away;

Then, while thinking of his cheque,
Fall and break his bloody neck.

H.W.G.