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Dragons
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Childrens Poetry
As I was coming down the stair
I found a dragon sleeping there,
the neatest dragon ever seen -
just three feet long and emerald green.
All curled up with tail tucked under
snoring with a sound like thunder...
Smoke in puffs blew through the air
from the baby dragon lying there.
"You're far too young to smoke", said I
the dragon opened a sleepy eye -
"You're just a dream", the dragon sneered
then closed his eye and disappeared.
All that smoke had made me cough
and then the smoke alarm went off...
Waking on Sunday is often the same
when Daddy burns the toast again.
