Saturday, October 17, 2009

Rhyme with No Reason

On the crest of the hill a dragon

was pulling a little red wagon.

In the wagon was a little kid.

Can someone guess what the dragon did?

He hid in the little boy’s closet

and only his nightmares could cause it.

Before i woke up it became dawn

and the little red wagon was gone.

Now that i am becoming older,

the mean dragon is getting bolder.

I think maybe he has gone too far

for i can no longer drive a car.

I would put the dragon in a cage

but both of us suffer from old age.


Walt Abbott–10-16-2009






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