A lovely green ogre among the sea of monsters,
A happy ogre, thoughtful and gentle is my monster
Green with my love not with envy
Feeding each other with the word,
till we become nice and round
Swimming across the swarm of thoughts
Frolicking in the summer sun
Jiving together, word upon word
Till the day is no more for us
come the stars and the great big moon
as we wait for the rosy-fingered dawn
let me tell you, my lovely monster
you are my joy, my delight,
my love, my Ogre...
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