The Ogre Poem by Lee Crowell
The Ogre
under the floorboards of my bedroom is where an ogre hangs out
I don't mind that he's there
it's just that the smell gets a little overwhelming now and then
in the spring I leave the windows open
and he goes out on the lawn at night
I think he has some fascination with astronomy
and the neighbors
my brother says the ogre shouldn't be trusted
we've only seen his shadow
very symbolic! a little bit scary and mysterious! keep writing!
Look for the gate that will take you to a wondrous world inhabited by fairies, elves gnomes and ogres. In there are magical forests and fabulous fortunes waiting to be discovered. Wonderful and imaginative.
Some would say the ogre An imaginary creature, is a mystery. It's said to feed upon any living being That happens to see what it is doing. But, since it comes from the French by way of the Hungarian It's not surprising that it is ever planning - For a handout from you and me. s
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5/3/2024 6:50:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I think you need to set up a webcam to catch a glimpse of him!