Thursday

Thursday by J R A Gigney

Once upon a Thursday,
A dragon was espied.
A big green scaly reptile,
With great wings at it's sides.

The dragon lit a fire,
With it's hot hot breath.
The wood pile leapt into flames,
And burnt on until it's death.

Some knights did come to slay,
The dragon which had done no wrong.
It watched their every movement,
And then tamed them with a song.

It's voice was rich and silky,
It's song was one of peace.
It sang of milk and honey,
And the softness of a fleece.

The knights who all were grateful,
Gave the dragon some wine to sup.
It gratefully accepted,
And then gobbled them all up!

Once upon a Thursday,
A dragon was espied.
But no one does disturb it,
Since the knights they had all died...


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