Showing posts with label Dragons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dragons. Show all posts
Saturday, 9 April 2016
Love you Daddy
Talk to me she said
As I tucked her up in bed
Tell me a story
I knew what she liked
We both went on adventures
In magic circles
Riding fast horses
In tales of fairies and gnomes
In dripping dark caves
Beneath the surface
Befriending fierce dragons
Riding on the their backs
Just us together
Meeting the good fairy queen
By a flowing stream
Then used and abused
By an evil witch and dwarfs
Until hope at last
As we both escape
To fight and win in the end
Cheering in the stands
I see my daughter
She is asleep at long last
Hearing the story
As I kiss her now
She murmurs "Love you Daddy"
I turn out the light
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Monday, 24 May 2010
My fight with a dragon
I'm not scared of the Dragon's Lair
Of his fiery breath I have no care,
Yes, his pointed teeth do look bad,
But soon he will be very sad.
It is no joke I'm here alone,
The others? They soon went off home,
Some weak excuse about their tea,
So Dragon it's just you and me.
What stirring now? You ugly beast.
And looking to the west and east,
There's no help for you or for me!
We'll fight it out and then you'll see.
Your spiny tail just gave a flick
Mind! My sword will give you a nick
You dare to fight and not be fair?
Damn and blast you have burnt my hair.
So you think a truce has been drawn?
And no doubt that I will have to fawn
To your demands for territory.
No, on the morrow I'll get the glory.
Of his fiery breath I have no care,
Yes, his pointed teeth do look bad,
But soon he will be very sad.
It is no joke I'm here alone,
The others? They soon went off home,
Some weak excuse about their tea,
So Dragon it's just you and me.
What stirring now? You ugly beast.
And looking to the west and east,
There's no help for you or for me!
We'll fight it out and then you'll see.
Your spiny tail just gave a flick
Mind! My sword will give you a nick
You dare to fight and not be fair?
Damn and blast you have burnt my hair.
So you think a truce has been drawn?
And no doubt that I will have to fawn
To your demands for territory.
No, on the morrow I'll get the glory.
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