Colin F. Jones
That I am an animal; there is no doubt at all,
Despite how wide my body is, and despite how tall.
I’m likened to an Ape sometimes, but never a porcupine,
But I’m more like a Dolphin or better yet a swine.
I do not have an Angels wings or a Devil’s tail,
And I’d look a bit peculiar if all my skin was scale.
But I have a growing brain that is confused about itself;
It longs for higher power and begs for greater wealth.
It makes me think I’m special though like all living things I die,
And like dogs and cats an elephants I really don’t know why.
I have the same desires as rabbits; I need to eat and drink,
The greatest complication being that I can really think,
Meaning I can create demons, and serpents that can talk,
And end up having conversations with ogres as I walk.
©Copyright March 1, 2007 by Colin F. Jones