Ode to Ozymandias

This friendship I have with Ozymandias, if I have to find some way to describe it, I will have to use the analogy of a trip to the zoo.

It's always terribly exciting to go on a trip to the Zoo, no matter how many times you've been there, there's always something you didn't get to see the last time you were there and you want to see this time round. And no matter how many times you've been there, there's always something new to see. There're always new experiences - new sights, sounds, smells, and erh, tastes?

He's also an animal, an animal quite unknown yet to man. More like a menage of a animals rolled into one actually. He's as tall as a giraffe with the head of a dishevelled lion, the wits of a wolf (a nice one), the heart of a nice kitten, the dress sense of a flamingo, the muscles of a gorilla, and the taste-buds of, erh, of an animal who seems to enjoy lots of oatmeal, mushrooms, and tuna, as well as the entertaining-ness of a parrot-chimpanzee act, and me suspects the backside of a red baboon too!

Well, if he's an animal, he would be the reason why I visit the zoo. Heck I'd visit the zoo even if he's the ONLY animal at the zoo, until they start charging entrance fees that is.