Ozzie in Combat

Ozzie In Combat

Down in the pit something stirs
A monster shakes it's wasteful slumber
Above the beast, a Beauty stares,
Snarling, growling an oath about Poms
Hwe steels for the inevitable verbal combat.

Ozzie rules, he's never lost a fight
A sinister smile reveals the fangs
That tear his victims limb from limb.
The hapless creature cowers in fear,
Ozzie's swift retribution
Deals with one more rebellious child.

Graham Fewell