slaying dragons
Slaying dragons
I sat in my den, trying to compose a poem
which is not easy for a pretender
a scream from the living room, she heard
something in the kitchen and sent me there
to slay the dragon
I found a tiny mouse, knocking over
an empty plastic bottle of water
I picked up the mouse it was surpassingly
supine, sniffed at my hand, since we
live on the seventh floor, it must have had
a long clime
I did what every brave man would do,
left the mouse in the hallway
I heard a scream from the sixth floor
a new hero was called for, I hope he didn't
kill the tiny traveler
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