Norm, the Dragon
I have a friend named Norm,
A dragon friend is he;
He’s a friendly kind of dragon,
Not like the dragons on TV;
We spend our days playing games,
Sometimes we even fly;
Zooming in and out of clouds,
High up in the sky;
When it’s time for me to go to sleep,
He tells me stories of old;
Of mean little knights, fiery fights,
And caverns filled with gold;
See Norm is the best kind of dragon,
The perfect type of creation;
Cause I made him up inside my mind,
He’s born of my imagination!
Copyright © Tirzah Conway | Year Posted 2010
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