A Ditty for... That Thing

I’m a pixie, an elf,

A clown from the sky,

I see what you dream,

When wanting to pry.


Some call me Bob,

Some call me Sue,

Depending on what

They want me to do.


I pose as a flower

So that I may rest.

You’d better not pick me -

That is unless…

You want me to eat

Your eyeballs for lunch!

Or you want to feel

The might of my punch…


For though I am small,

And hard to define,

I stand proud as I am

As my own design.