Observing a Monster
His head is monstrous said the withered hag with a bit of awe.
I did not know who she meant, until I turned and saw….
A colorful creature dressed like the Mardi Gras
You are right I said to my observant mother, Maw.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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