9 November 2011

The Big Dragon and the Small Dragon

I dreamed I was a
Not a big dragon
A small dragon
Who could breathe a
Big Flame

I was doing my
Small dragon stuff
When along came
A great big
To fuck shit up

I did not know
What to do
So I hid from
The great big
In my little dragon tent

I felt safe
In my little dragon tent
Because I could not
See the great big
Dragon doing his great
Big dragon stuff outside

Everything was good
Until the great big dragon
Sent a little message
Into my little dragon tent
I shot the message in my arm
Now my Flame is shot to Hell


istvan said...

Great poem Beer,it could be the dragon,the monkey the #14 buss.Shot to hell,so sad,the dragon wins again.

Mr. Beer N. Hockey said...

"There can be no passion, and by consequence no love, where there is not imagination." Can't think jut now. I let William Godwin do it for me. He thinks well, surprisingly, for a man who never drank much.