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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required If you have a dragon, a great furnace he makes. belching his fire can heat your entire place. But, there is one problem, non initially foreseen; you see dragons, like people, have their own dreams. We’ve hired a new dragon and now I will tell, the story of a dragon, who did very well. So well in fact, that fame took him away and we were left freezing, on a very cold day. Most dragons hibernate in warm weather, you see; but ours was an insomniac; he just couldn’t sleep. Dreams of grandeur kept him awake; his imagination soared; his ideas were just great. He asked for his own blank journal and pen; he filled it up quickly and asked us again, to provide him with another and in them he stored, hundreds of poems and sketches galore. One day I went downstairs and imagine my shock; he had hammer and chisel and was carving a rock! He smiled as he chiseled and then moved away and I’d been immortalized in marble, that day. Oh he was so proud; his smile how it beamed and he asked if I’d get him a bowl of ice cream. He’d worked up a sweat, as stone carvers do and then he asked if we had any nail glue. He’d broken some claws while carving his rock; Fortunately, we had our supply fully stocked. He was patched up and really enjoyed his ice cream; into his journal he recorded more things. He filled volumes of journals and more and then made notes on our walls and even on doors. Well, we just couldn’t keep it all quiet, you see; so the media got wind of his talent and dreams. They camped on our lawn and he gave interviews; would you believe it, the next thing we knew was that, he could also sing and play guitar; had offers from producers and publishers; someone gave him a car! It was pretty clear he’d not be held back; he gave us his car and went in to pack. A limo was waiting to drive him away; we all shed huge tears during that long, last day. He referred an old friend for our heating needs and headed for Hollywood; big producers to see. Well, that was that, we felt he’d moved on, but we soon discovered that we were wrong. To be Continued...
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