Fireman Competition Dragon

Dragon went to the mailbox this morn, And he came excitedly flying back, yes, toward the house… So Now, you should… be doubly, doubly, doubly forewarned. Yep! Now, you GOTTA know… We’re in for a LOT of ensuing chaos! Yes, He had a letter addressed to him… With a smile on his face and a letter in his hand… And what, you ask, had him wearing, such bubbly, bubbly, bubbly grin? He’s going, this year, to the Fireman Competition, and held the invite so grand! By Now, you must know, such excitement, so fine… As usual, made his fire to run, run, run… onto the letter in hand… And that Date, and the Time? You know, that fire? Well… never mind! Thought this would slow Dragon? No way! He’s ready, now, for that Laurel Strand. He flew to the Firehouse, lickety- split… Crashing into the fire truck, giving it a broken axel and 4 tires flat, flat, flat! Leaving his head, stuck, solidly, through the window, into the trucks cockpit… Fortunately, out ran the fire chief, to organize the rescue, of our little dingbat… When NOTHING ELSE would work, all the firemen… Put their feet on the door, grabbing Dragon, and they pulled, pulled, pulled! Finally, it took old Grandpa Troll to pull his head out, by taking the door off… And then breaking the door apart! My! What a day, I must say, THIS had been! Then next week’s competition was explained… As a Charity Event to enhance and outfit their old faithful fire truck! Now a little rescue practice will never, never, ever… it’s ascertained… Ever be turned down! And Oh My! And Oh Well! What’s that truck worth? That is… compared to our klutzy, little clown… Grandpa Troll donated repairs as Dragon worked it off, day after day, after day. My Moral is: If great you will be, then mistakes will be made along the way… As you walk to your destiny, don’t despair; just keep going to your brighter days… Written By Carol Eastman 5-19-2016