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

Lee Crowell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-ogre/