Melissa Miller              and her son Douglas          When the venerable Fergus         Settled in MacArthur Bay, of late         He established quite a fortune         And considerable estate         Bequeathing all the township         To only his male heirs         The misogynistic bastard, left         To his female line, no shares.          But fate and time, would mock him          When none remained to claim his will          And Melissa, his only bloodline          Was left this bitter pill.          She grew up in the township          With no inheritance to thank          And married Leslie Miller          Manager, of the local country bank.	2.             They lived with their close family          Douglas, was their only son          And sent him proudly to the city          Where his legal studies were begun.          When Mel and Les grew fearful that          Their country bank, might soon be closed          They supported Town Mayor Egan          And the grand project, he proposed.          Then a young man came a calling         And Melissa's self composure shrank         For his appearance and demeanor         Were both like.....Somewhat rank!         When it turned out, this feral creature         Was in fact, Douglas.....Her son!         It made Melissa wonder         Whatever had she done.          For he'd joined old Edith's protest         To which the Miller's were opposed         Until a chance of reconciliation         All avenues were closed.         Those Greenies championed dugongs         But Melissa, up until that date         Had no idea, that Douglas         Was so sympathetic to their fate.	3.           With conflicting strong emotions          Dictating how she'd act          Not realising the consequence          Her rash conduct would attract          In a web of deceit and blackmail          Poor Melissa, was embroiled          And snared by sly Lance Caswell, feared          Her reputation would be spoiled.           For now we are left to ponder          On the outcome of this game          And for Douglas and Melissa          If life, would ever be the same.          As the serial advances          The story will relate          Events both real and poignant          That only history can dictate.                                                                 Rodd Sherwin    ©
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