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.
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.
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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