I'd call mine Mini-Me.
Hey! That's kinda pers ... Oh, you're talking about dragons.
I'd call it Cinderella, in hopes that one day, someone would say, "Cinderella! Cinderella my butt!"
After which, of course, I would supply the burn ointment.
I want one of those little dragons!
It could pull my wagon
I’d paint the wagon red
have him seal the lead
proudly hold my head
high - as he pulled
me around the town
in my gossamer gown
all necks would turn
to see this spectacle
in route, cotton candy
they would sell - as my
dragon, wagon, was propelled
by a wee little dragon
snorting fire each day
and all he wanted for happiness
was to pull me and that dragon, wagon each day.
Soaring Feather
August 2008