The Value of Learning To Read
The town folk below gazed in startled wonder
Suddenly a clap of lightning gold thunder
Above the dragon silently flies
Under dark black raven skies
Gliding lower, ever near
People scatter in total fear
For they know this majestic beast
On their children it does feast
Then suddenly without a sound
One small boy stood his ground
For this chap he had brains
Knew he should douse the dragons flames
Had the confidence he would prevail
In his hand a water filled pail
The dragon swooped in for the kill
The boy just stood perfectly still
The boy then with the deadliest of aims
Threw the bucket, extinguished the flames
The dragon let out a piercing scream
Then flew off in a puff of steam
The boy had remembered a book he once read
Some weeks prior before going to bed
He knew what to do, he rightly boasted
Dragons like their children roasted
You see, this boy was very special
Yes, very special indeed
The only one in the town
Who had learned how to read
From that day forward, no one was a fool
Learning the value of going to school
Wherever they went every son and daughter
Was always equipped with a bucket of water
Copyright © Gary Wayne Hill | Year Posted 2013
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