Wallowa Lake Monster (Version 2)

As if you know the story of Wallowa Lake
Leviathan first hid in the deep
Where her children sleep
She kept them hidden from the plague
But have you heard the story of my mother's fate?
She left us in Detroit in the rain with a pillowcase
Fortune for the paperweight
We followed her to Joseph
Near the Indian raid
She wept among the weeds
Hide and seek for the fallen chief
Spathiphyllum on his grave
And like the cedar wax wing
She was drunk all day
We put her in the sheet
Little wreath candles on the crate
As the monster showed its face
And as she waits for her children in the shade
Demogorgon or demigod the ghost parade
No oblation will bring her back to our place
She stayed within the deep end of Wallowa Lake
The undertow refrained with the flame of a feathered snake
Charybdis in its shallow grave
She gave us one last feature
The fullness of her face
In the shade of Hin-mah-too-yah Red Napoleon
As the demon took her place
And as we wait for the waters to reside
Her remarkable stoicism and her pride
When the dragon submerged we knew she had died