Elucidating Questions

Dear Mr Owl Mr Owl

I own them now

All the words

I decided regardless of verdict

They’re mine

Monsters make masterpieces

I claim them

And I just can’t get rid of them they’re actually good

The lack of good these days

It’s just not to my taste

And I’m not sure if you are but I’ll take them

To be fair I co-opt things from not monsters too

Call me the Dragon of Music

They come into my hoard and never leave

I am the light of the dawn

Or something

If the things I hear are to be believed

I’m a good sign

Not a bad one

Despite how it always seems

Apparently

I hope you’re free