A Dragon's Dilemma
What bad luck it was to be born in this land.
A countless number of knights have stood to take a stand.
Yes, through the years, there have been very large hordes.
They all come after me with their armour and swords.
At least one guy living in that castle is a liar.
It is not true that I abduct damsels and breathe fire.
With my long green tail covered with scales,
I have been the subject of some lousy fairy tales.
There is not one solitary moment I can have for my own.
Why don’t these chivalrous clowns just leave me alone?
Personification of a dragon
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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