To Be I Don'T Want To Be

To be (I don’t want to be) I don’t want to be a Mole living in a hole, I want to be a Cat sunbathing on a mat I don’t want to be a slug slithering like a lug, I want to be an eagle majestic and regale I don’t want to be a worm blind without colour, I want to be a Mantis Shrimp that sees colour like no Other. I don’t want to be single cell Zoo plankton, I want to be a dolphin with a high IQ and live in Rockhampton. I don’t want to be a tetchy Lantern shark, I want to be a Momma Blue Whale wagging her tail. If I had choices these things I’d pick, They would be the boxes I’d tick. But failing all that: no cat and no mat, no regale eagle, no Mantis Shrimp painting, no body inflating. I’d pick me Every pea, With my soul and my mole and my wonky knee. From my perspective, although it’s subjective I feel and I think and I see And there’s only one of me!