To: NicknamedBob; Soaring Feather
Dragons mean adventure!
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When I was a little child,
I had many friends.
Cowboys, cops, fairies, figments
And fire breathing dragons!
Dragon Lady came to me
One early summer morn
With news that we'd been waiting for;
Her babies had been born!
She let me check her babies,
They were the cutest little things.
Years later, we are all grownups
Conquering reality and kings!
Lady Jag
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1,259 posted on
08/24/2008 11:52:57 AM PDT by
Lady Jag
(The trouble isn't that there are too many fools, but that the lightning isn't distributed right)
To: Lady Jag
Excellent, poetry, Lady!! An original from herself.
1,260 posted on
08/24/2008 11:58:32 AM PDT by
Soaring Feather
(I soar- 'cause I can...I earned my wings by flying into things....)
To: Lady Jag
When I was a little child,
I had many friends.
Teasing went on forever
In fact, it never ends. Dragon Lady came to us
One early summer morn
We liked to call her “Urasys”
We sometimes felt her scorn.
She never set an arduous pace
In fact, she was a little weighty
So as she passed, we called her name:
Urasys Dragon Lady!
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1,428 posted on
08/27/2008 2:40:33 PM PDT by
OESY
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