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The Tale at the Inn

Flagan was starting to tire so he built up a fire
    to warm himself for a short while.
As the Inn he would stay was not far away
    just another couple of miles.
He reached Poopy Bay the very next day
    and at the door left his bags in a pile.
Where he entered the Inn wearing a Dragon like grin
    and the bellman returned a wide smile.

Now the Dragon presumed he had booked the best room
    but the Clerk was being put to the test.
The Man was still looking to find Flagan's booking
    but it wasn't with all of the rest.
There was some frustration at losing the reservation
    so the Manager came forth to be clear.
'I have some good news...we would be happy to chose
    a room for you early next year.'

Flagan tried to be grateful... but was a little bit hateful
    of the way his plans had been trashed.
But he would do his best...not to give in to the stress
    and do anything considered too rash.
Then to make matters worse...he was feeling accursed
    when he saw his bags were no longer there.
The Dragon went straight to the Boss... who considered them lost
    and refused any blame for their care.

The Dragon stood there a while... then mustered a smile
    as he left feeling a little distraught.
But it was hard to stay cool...when dealing with fools
    so a stern lesson would have to be taught.
Flagan walked across the floor...and stood by the door
    as he wished to keep all those from harm.
And took a last look at the place... which had refused him a space
    and ever so gently pulled the fire alarm.

Flagan was enjoying the day...in a chair by the Bay
    watching the Whales frolic and breech.
While behind on the grounds...the Inn had burnt down
    and the Dragon was left to tan on the beach.

From this you can assume...to keep a spare room
    should a weary Dragon pop in for the day.
As you'll have no one to blame... when your home is in flames
    because Flagan had nowhere to stay.

                              The End

This is the end of our story and I have to say sorry
    for its length and ridiculous plot.
But when dealing with Dragons...my tongue keeps a waggin'
    and I find it impossible to stop.

*Congratulations to anyone who has suffered through the whole thing. You win a cookie.

*To anyone who might be interested. I will be posting my cartoon 'Bob's Your Uncle' on my homepage. A new one will appear every second day.
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