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Dragon visited the famous ‘Stones of Dragon’ at our Mayhem Falls Cave.
Hundreds come every year to see them, found here, in this hollowed enclave.
Dragon runes upon their face, they remained from a very ancient time span.
Dragon immediately picked them up, and rearranged them. Oh No! Oh Man!
Caught red handed, by the Sheriff of Crazyland: who now, before him, did stand.
Startled, Dragon fell back, knocking over the stones, a definite crime, at hand. 
He fell into the cave’s mouth, the Stones forming a portal thru space and time.
Little Dragon was now at the center of this portal place, it in control big-time.
Grandpa Troll quickly followed him in, before he became totally lost from sight. 
Stars shot out, all around them, before ending up at that famous Stonehenge site.

Needless to say! Poor Dragon! For Grandpa Troll landed on top of him! Oomph! 
As they looked up: There before them… Stood several ancient Druids in robes. 
They had brought Dragon there to help them, to finish, a ceremony, to go home.
It happens, once a millennia, in an alignment of the stars, completed at the stones.
Dragon appeared to be a good, not bad, so they wanted to ask his help, so simple.
They didn’t know Dragon, at all. His waves of trouble, always start with a ripple. 
They only needed to capture a little Dragon fire, in an ancient Celtic stone jar… 
To restart their space ship’s cold engines to take them back home, so very far…
So they ask, but Dragon still confused from the fall, didn’t hear the word ‘Fire.’
He was instantly on the run, thinking he’d be a sacrifice to the stars… Required!

They ended up chasing Dragon from stone to stone, as Dragon tried to hide…
Now imagine how this looked, as Dragons aren’t made to do that… But he tried. 
His trips and stumbles left marks, Dragon runes, and ruins, behind in his stride. 
By now the stones, that had looked so cool, had fallen one by one.  Heavy sigh!
Druids needing to hurry the ceremony, lost their patience, it became a free for all! 
Finally, Grandpa Troll was able to put them ALL in a big time out, installed!
The Druids robes were in tatters and burned, but still no fire in that crazy jar!
Grandpa Troll helped get the Druids their fire, but Dragon sneezed, quite FAR!
Which lit the Druids robes on fire, AGAIN, causing them to drop and roll…
This put more Celtic runes on the Dragon stones, finishing the final goal... 

It completed the Druid ceremony… Tho, it had also given them a nasty cold! 
Still it did get their ship out, that had been buried under the Stonehenge, of old.
Before they left Dragon did ask: Why had they came here, with their Druid powers?
Which was what they, themselves, had been wondering… for the last few hours.
They replied: To give us, that perfect blend of mysticism and flavor… A must…
To give us all STARBUCKS!!!  Plus it’s perfect, SECRET ingredient of Stardust!! 
Ooops did I say that? OH Shucks! The secrets out!!! By WHY, you might ask?  
To help send us daily on our way, without it we would fall back, fast asleep… 
Then we’d never make our mark on the universe, Apparently they didn’t know!
Hey, I could’ve told them: They could just leave Dragon, to do that! All alone!

As everyone would forever work HARD to flee the planet, with him here!
After the space ship left… Dragon and Grandpa Troll fixed Stonehenge back up.
During the travel home… Oomph!… They soundly landed on top of the Sheriff of CrazyLand… 
But Don’t worry! He’ll be out of the hospital really soon… 
So he and our Dragon can have more fun…

Written 10-31-2016 By Carol Eastman
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