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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required And a very long time ago and far, far away, Beyond this earthly realm in a magic lovely land; Can you imagine a beautiful girl who loved nature, Deep in a lush green forest dwelling happily all day. Everyday she followed a vine tangled mossy path, Flowers wild and lovely and perfect delighted her; Gathering them all in her arms to carry home, Happy and free the girl roamed without any fear. In a cave close by lived a mean and evil, ugly, old witch, Jealous of the girls beauty she murmured; Kneeling in front of a swirling caldron whispering low, Live in the forest forever as a butterfly, my pretty! Moments later the girl was a pretty delicate butterfly. Now years have passed and the girl is doomed; Only to live as a butterfly in the green forest forever, then, Pushing through vines one day a mighty dragon saw her. Quietly, each day he watched smitten, he was so dazzled, Realizing soon it was love, he blew her some puffs; Sweetly she floated to him swirling, admiring his lovely hues, Together they roamed from that day, amongst the green. Under the stars they slept, he held her with his tangled tongue, Vivid were his amazing colors and his love; Walking a forest path one day the mean witch saw them, Xanadu was their existence and she felt a sadness for them. Yearning to make things right, she turned him, and so; Zillions of years have passed for two beautiful butterflies, drifting. ____________________________ July 3, 2015 Abecedarian Submitted to the Premier Contest Number 7 sponsor, Skat
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