The Me I Could Be

If I painted myself green and croaked sitting beside cattails, I would be a bull frog, right? If I put on a red satin lined cape and slept in a coffin could I then be a Dracula or a vampire bat? If I glued feathers all over my body and cut off my arms, and attached wings, would I be a cardinal? Or a chicken or a peacock or a robin or what? I am tempted to do it, merely to find out after I finish slithering under this rock searching for mice to gulp down. Shh! Here comes one now, and you know how tasty they can be.