Hating On Working During The Weekends Poem by D.D Sherman

Make me a horse
Maybe a lion
Also a bull
Why not a mountain goat with horns and hooves.
With additional fins too
As i am required to start from the ocean then swim to land,
Then ascend to the summit awaited by
Sparkling white sand.
Maybe, better yet, switch me to an ancient enormous and
Sacred oak tree
So i could never run, because i'd be too heavy.

Just for the weekend, then change me back
As i am a bird with colourful feathers
Bath and play under rainy weathers.

Dance with the wind
Then gone with the wind!