There Is a Dragon In My Garden
Carefully coiffuring the etiquette garden of the cascading words
Trimming the elegant exuberant plethora of stumbling somnolent leaves
Happened upon an opulent slithering serpent and some bees
Hiding within the myriad of sublime transcendent trees
Shrieking in a shrill voice a cacophony was heard
And the shunned godly creature
Slithered serenely from the place of my obstreperous yells
And the words fell back into a peaceful tranquility and tune
Excusing the moments as serendipitous and absurd
But was harangue for no reason except tales of Slew (Foot)
And went about my business without any further adieu
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@Bonnie Gay Jennings, or Bonnie Jennings or Boondoggling with Bojenn @Wordpress 2013 to present 2016 ~
Copyright © Bonnie Jennings | Year Posted 2016
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