If I Could Shapeshift

If I could shapeshift….. On Monday I would be a horned owl Eating road kill, tasty and foul. On Tuesday I would be an intelligent pig Dressed in a pink rhinestone tiara and wig. On Wednesday I would be a giant catfish in muds. Watching cartoons in a large claw foot bathtub with suds. On Thursday I would be a cardinal, fine and red. Fat and sassy, full of worms, quite easily fed. On Friday I would be a moon-howling timber wolf. Who can disappear with a snap in a lavender poof. On Saturday I would be a svelte Indian maid Whose gorgeous vibrant beadwork never will fade. On Sunday I would be a clone of my identical twin. Until Monday when I would start shapeshifting all over again.