Ogre

I’m not much of an ogre he thought As a chipmunk nibbled his twisted toe nail. Nope, I like my fur fluffed and clean And my nails…well, not painted But neatly buffed and filed. Damn! I hate meat. It like Forever sticks in my teeth. I think I’m a reincarnated vegan. Toughen up kid!! Grab that ogre vibe Dinner will be anything We can catch alive. (worst hunting mantra ever) An old owl shook its head Asked its forever question: ”Who?.. are you?” He drives me nuts Every day Same old question. Until… That one day he said “Who do you want to be?” I confusedly answered: “I am not sure.” “Then go and find out” He hooted As silent wings Took flight. ©3/24/2024 Writing Challenge – “O” Words Poetry Contest Constance La France – Sponsor