The Were-House Blues, Leslie Fish

It's so easy to be a shapeshifter these days
There are so many things you can be
And people just don't look, as close as they used to
So many details they don't see
This modern passion, for fast changing fashion
Suits me up and down the line
The dragon has fled and the pegasus flown
But I'm still here and doing fine

You walk down the street and see a new building
Where a vacant lot used to be
It might be a piece of fast pre-fab housing
And then again it just might be me
I'm big as a house now, but folks never notice
They don't remember myths any more
I don't have to work for whatever I need
People walk right into my door

If I want food I turn into a grain bin
For cash I turn into a bank
For all of your goodies, that get lots in shipping
You just might have me to thank
When I want to move I turn into a big rig
Roll off like any other freight
Go down to the rail yard, turn into a box car
And sit on the tracks, and wait

It's so easy to be a shapeshifter these days
You humans do it all for me
As a big glossy box of containerized freight
I've traveled over every sea
And if ever I find this world growing boring
And I want another change of place
I can change myself into a satellite package
And go visit outer space.