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[sid] => 61134
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Dragon Flight
[time] => 2004-08-23 14:23:30
[hometext] => Of Dragons, Artesians, and Washington Ferries
[bodytext] => ( I read to my 9yr old daughter, my poem called "I Once Named a Dragon", She begged me not to let the story end there) My mother Dragon called on me And asked if I would like to see This beautiful world in which I live From another perspective For to a Dragon, you don't say no I told her yes of course I'd go Her neck she lowered down to me And I climbed up quite carefully I nestled in and settled back Quite comfortably secure in fact She spread her wings, leapt to the air The wind swept back and tussled my hair Well, Mount Olympia was quite near Where Artesians used to make their beer T'was such a great and lovely sight Snow glistening in morning light We then flew over Puget Sound Where monstrous ferries do abound These ferries are an oddly sort For back and forth they do cavort They eat cars whole, then swim about Across the water they spit them out ~ A note to self, within my mind Must ask Bernard if he's seen their kind And shouldn't the Fairy Queen use her power To make them first wait half an hour Swimming after eating so Is bad for them as they should know ~ Back towards my house around midday We circled, watching Orcas play Our flight was such fantastic fun So sad was I, when it was done Well, when we finally parted ways I told her I would count the days Untill she came again to call "Prepare" said she, "For the Winged Creatures Ball" [comments] => 7 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Nazmythian [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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