Night At Our Museum

OH Dragon! OH Dragon! You flewn the coup! Where have, you gone? He watched ‘Night at the Museum’. Was that actually, so very wrong? King Tut Exhibit’s in town; He should be in bed, not going there next. He’s on a crazy genealogy kick. Thinks he’s descended, from a T Rex! My guess is, he’s part Doo Doo Bird, and a silly lizard of some kind! The guard won’t be surprised to see him; it was just a matter of time. He’s off to commune with dinosaur bones, brought to life. Good bet! Off he snuck to our Museum, to be apart of it, after dark! He was set! He’ll try to sneak in the delivery room, along with some of the freight. He’ll try to hide in the dinosaur room, waiting for it to get, really late. He’ll be disappointed, if no one comes alive, as he thought they should. I hurried fast, as he can’t hide! Honestly! You know he can’t! For sure! As I got there everyone yelled, ‘Surprise’! King Tuts’ crew, were alive! Cavemen kept chasing Dragon, cause he had yummy meat on his hide. King Tut wanted to ride Dragon, like he did into battle, in olden times. I asked why it wasn’t in his hieroglyphics, he said, ‘Didn’t want to brag’. Off they flew around the room both having a ball, that is until Dragons… Flying prowess missed a turn, hitting the Easter Island Statue, head on. It said ‘Dumb Dumb Dragon can’t fly’, and laughed all the night long. King Tut and Grandpa Troll shared a brew, as if they were old friends. Grandpa Troll was the first beer-brewing inventor! Who would of knew? His recipe was always favored by good old King Tut, and his happy crew. King Tut said, Grandpa Troll had, like wise, given him a Dragon egg, too. To honor Grandpa Troll and Dragon, he’d have their bobble heads’ debut. The Easter Island Statue found this funny and cool since he had one, too! The night concluded, as all sang ‘Memories’, and ‘I Shall Survive’! Cool! Remember, magic’s found in the air, at some of the least expected times. And if you wish upon a star, for a Dragon egg. Pure Magic, you will find! Carol Eastman