The Possums wouldn't give a fright

when my dad came out with a broom, late at night. 

But the Possums still kept on the party ring, 

I was in my bed when I heard them sing. 

On my roof those ten possums

had a view of cherry tree blossoms.

Their red eyes were the only thing we could see.

The scattering sound was all around me, 

thats how we knew the possums were so near.

But don't worry, have no fear. 

My dad just had too much beer.