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Beware Dragon Eggs

Dragon came into my life as Grandpa Troll, gave me a little egg and praise.
He said that only a special few, could deal with a dragons’ crazy, mixed up ways.
Dragons need a touch, he said, that could lead them properly, in their special life.
I should have known, that being crazy, was a big necessity, for all the future strife!

I was so excited, that I thought of nothing else, but that egg, that day, to be exact. 
I waited, oh so patiently, for him to sally forth, and when the shell finally cracked…
One look into his little luminescent eyes… and my heart was surely, forever, set.
As I heard him mew at me, I knew that I was absolutely, forever, hopelessly blest.

Reality set in, as I went to pick him up. You might say he took me by surprise. 
I should have run, for the first thing he did, was bite me, the little wise guy!
Every thing he was supposed to eat, he singed, before he threw it back, in my face.
What Grandpa Troll had not said, is in reality…I would not own him, in any case.

Yep, you guessed it; my little flame-throwing friend would now… own… me.
I can see why they live in caves, for my house, nearly went up in smoke, yippee!
I should have known, this would happen, for the little Dragon spit fire, left and right.  
Also, I received several fire extinguishers from the Trolls, before, the very first night.

Not to mention, the gift of a fire retardant suit, from dear old lovely, Grandpa Troll
It didn’t take me long, to discover, that staying ahead of Dragons, is not easy, at all.
Fire retardant suit on, I started teaching him, how to hold back his fire, and more.
With all the ash and soot, my fire alarm kept going off, till I threw it out the door.

I slept inside his rock cave, or he’d follow me back in, crying fire all over my floor!
Grandpa Troll kept chuckling, as I learned more and more, about true, Dragon lore!
Barbecue sauce became a way of life, believe me, and everything had to be charred.
Unfortunately, whenever I said NO! I became the angry object, of his hungry regard.

Barbecue sauce in hand, he’d chase me around our backyard, now a daily routine.
They grow faster than your eyes can see, as these babies can pick a stockyard, clean.
One day he did fit in the palm of my hand… and the next, he surely did dwarf me.
But Grandpa Troll was there to mediate, when our strong wills did clash, endlessly.

He gave us, time outs from each other: facing, all the way across the lake, we sat!
Good thing, too, I must admit… because his fire throws a long, long way, at that.
But just to let you know, my life’s much better, and not so boring, anymore.
For when a Dragon, loves you, well, they’re someone you simply can’t ignore!
Beware Dragon Eggs

Copyright © Carol Eastman

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  1. Date: 6/17/2013 5:22:00 PM
    Hmmm, sounds like my first wife!... Naw, that was for another poem.. Oh well, congrats on a well written and truly enjoyable entry.... I really enjoyed this one.... Jake

  1. Date: 6/17/2013 12:21:00 PM
    Carol, ~CONGRATULATIONS~ thank you for taking your time and entering my contest. Luv* SKAT

  1. Date: 6/13/2013 8:43:00 AM
    Interesting tale that you have spun about that little dragon..Enjoyed reading..Sara

  1. Date: 6/10/2013 8:09:00 AM
    you carried me with you lovely Shadow

  1. Date: 6/8/2013 9:59:00 AM
    Carol you are blessed with the give of writing narrative.This piece is beautiful written. Keep on writing my friend,

  1. Date: 6/8/2013 9:37:00 AM
    This is wonderful! Just because we love something doesn't mean we can possess it. It made me think of a movie I saw once about a boy who gets the very last dragon egg. When it hatches the boy has to teach the dragon how to be a dragon.

  1. Date: 6/3/2013 12:04:00 PM
    Ha ha you really are a nut job, Carol, just love it xx

  1. Date: 6/3/2013 4:31:00 AM
    I'm glad they don't come by the dozen!! Hmm.... I wonder how tasty a dragon omelet might be... Great write, Carol.. Really enjoyable and shows much talent.... Love Ya.... Jake

  1. Date: 6/2/2013 5:25:00 PM
    I love your dragon story Carol, I will send it to my niece who works at a school with elementary kids, she's always looking for stories to read to them, she'll love this one, for sure. xxx