Spitfire Dragon! Yared Huluf 06-19-21
Once upon a time, It is reckoned There was a paper dragon As long as a steam engine Running fast than faster, Spitting fire, Puffing and huffing vapours That gathered in to cumulus Resulting in galley washer.
Then the dragon thought It was real, God made Destine to rule the world And a thought came to mind It could leave the truck blade; Sway and Glide; Take off to the air unaided Spiting fire, twirl hooked tail It hovered around and about Asserting it was there to stay Come hell or high water Its reign over the subjects Have to be obeyed!
That said, In the high skies Feeling comfortable It overestimated the strength Of its muscles But suddenly the little cogs And ratchets That help swirl the wheels tight We’re not as strong as once thought As they came off and dropped like Dumbledore, That lost its aerobatics gossamer.
Desperate to stay looking majestic After losing the centipedes that help it once walk, the paper dragon That was the cover, began to mimic An eagle; the sky king; It soared higher and higher Passed the outer hemisphere But then unlike the eagle It was unable to deal With the gravity rules And got blown away out of control; Not to be seen again; Customarily to entertain Around the Great Wall Where it once began to crawl.
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