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.
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