My Dragon

November 13, 2011
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Come and sit with me,
My dragon won’t bite.
Although he has sharp claws,
He is short of flight.
Let not his deceiving eyes repel
You farther away.

Let us play!
We’ll draw circles in the sky,
And squares in the sand.
Fly kites high above,
And dig deep below.

You’ve missed your chance.
You’ll never see the dragon’s scales
Turn white with happiness.
You’ll only see them turn red,
As he eats you up.

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