MY NATIVE FRIENDS
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| This box is what they should have. We got it
from the Melbourne Zoo. |
At one time their was a housing shortage. My
mother made this one out of a coke crate. It fell down and we put it back
up, it's not the best! but at times when mother is with babies, they fight
for it and it comes in handy for a bed for the night. |
| I went into the garden one summer day, there
was all this humming. I looked up at the possum box there where bees every
where going into the box. mother and baby where in side, then they appeared
very dazzed.The bees soon took over. I rang the local police who gave me a phone number, bee keeper by the time he arrived the box was a swarm of bees. He dressed in his protective clothing and sprayed and said stay a way from it for several hours.Bee keeper charged me $65 to kills the bees after a few days our possums where back in the box. My Possum Poem
There was a baby possum
Named Lucky Who had gone missing from his mummy We could her him But couldn't see him Only we knew that he Was on the other side of the fence The noise was coming from a tank There wsa no room for a plank So we used a stick Which he could run up So we found our baby possum Named Lucky |