My animal spirits keep getting bigger, more exotic, and slower. But when the world ends in 2012, my animal spirit is going to fly me out of here. A poem.
Animal Spirits
by Jolie Blond
01/28/02
People who want to stick their noses in your soul
or play touchy feely psych games
ask you what animal you'd be
if you weren't the standing up, whinning kind.
Over the years
I have gone from dog
to wolf
to brown bear
to rhino.
As I get older
my animal spirit
gets bigger . . .
and more exotic . . .
and slower.
This keeps up
and by the year 2005,
I'll be
a fire-breathing dragon.
The fire breathing part
has already started.
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by Jolie Blond
01/28/02
People who want to stick their noses in your soul
or play touchy feely psych games
ask you what animal you'd be
if you weren't the standing up, whinning kind.
Over the years
I have gone from dog
to wolf
to brown bear
to rhino.
As I get older
my animal spirit
gets bigger . . .
and more exotic . . .
and slower.
This keeps up
and by the year 2005,
I'll be
a fire-breathing dragon.
The fire breathing part
has already started.
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