Just Sear and Eat
A prehistoric dragon, with a taste for Pterodactyl;
felt a major hunger pain while penning a few dactyls.
Dropping hammer and chisel, he flew off for his hunt;
it wasn’t long at all when, he spied himself a runt.
The tender meat, to him would be a tasty little treat
but, runt’s fly fast and could he last till capture was complete?
His aim was great so, in he flew to the Pterodactyl nest;
but a runt did dragon spot and it put him to a test.
Though dragon was of middle age; eight thousand years or so;
his agility was still quite good and he gave the chase a go.
His meal once caught, he’d sear and eat; his fire was good and hot
but, an easy catch, this little runt was not.
Its swiftness was unusual; though speed he couldn’t clock.
He was certain he’d not slowed down but, then he smacked a rock!
Oh my, the stars that swirled around, his bruised and aching head;
the runt was gone; dragon staggered home and lay down in his bed.
The moral of this story, have variety in your diet;
you’ll always have enough to eat; just try it.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2018
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