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So Many Dragons Come and Go
I’ve gone through several dragons; each one had to leave. They’d discovered gifts and talents, to make their lives complete. Musicians, sculptors, chefs and more; have trained within my home. Once offered the chance to go, “Pro”; they went right out the door. And so, I searched for a dragon; it took me quite awhile. But, it was so important that, I find the right one, with style. When I finally found one, and brought him to my home; it wasn’t long till I found out; he loved ice cream cones. Eventually he worked up; to fifteen cones, a day. It was getting quite expensive; he even swiped one from our pup! “That was rude”, I told him; “You had one of your own”. So much ice cream, he did eat, he was no longer slim. If he began eating banana splits; he’d weigh a million pounds; so we told him, to get any, he’d have to pay ten cents an ounce. His ice cream face just melted, into the biggest pout; elephant tears welled up and he acted like he’d been pelted. The next day, he left the house, we thought he’d gone for good. Mid-day he came flying in, he was wearing a new blouse. Said he’d gotten a new part-time job, driving an ice cream truck; it was clear that dragon, would probably eat up gobs. At least he’d planned to earn it; so we would not go broke. The next day he arrived in his own truck; in one day, a driver’s license, he’d gotten. Three days later he came home, and admitted he’d been fired. He owed the truck’s company; for a load of missing ice cream cones! Crying big old elephant tears, he handed us a bill. Six thousand dollars worth of ice cream, he ate; he couldn’t pay them off, he feared. We agreed to pay them, for him but, he’d have to work it off. And he’d have to give up ice cream cones; his face was, oh so grim. Though it took a miracle, he managed to succeed; but, giving up his ice cream cones, came not without a price. Now, he’s hooked on pickles!
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