Of Dragons Breath and Fine Maiden
No longer does it breathe it's fire
Upon fair maiden many admire
Upon this site, yes once upon
This beast did roam and preyed upon
Her cries were heard and Knights would come
Many would try what no ones done
Destroy the beast that roamed the land
Of poetry it thought it ran
It's wings would try to fan great fires
Blow out what burns her hearts desire
To stray off course of GOD she shows
Whose in control of this she knows
This beast more Hydra than just Dragon
With many heads would seek to drag in
Biting off more than it could chew
A piece of Doris it thought it knew
Many would come from far off lands
To serve notice on Dragon damned
To leave alone beloved maiden
To slay with words all heavy laden
Sir Richard Carlton unsheaths his pen
Of acid laced to bring an end
As would Sir Terry of the Saseks
It's back he's sworn to take and break it
Poetess KTJ would come
To post her note for evil one
Along with MFJB in hand
Who beats back beast of Poetry Land
Princess Pattie would now crack up
About a show Terry thought up
With fire doused no where to run
Mysticfire now too pokes fun
And at it's cave stands one Knight more
Who came to save maiden adored
With blade in hand one final swipe
He brings down darkness with sword of light
Dedicated to Doris child of GOD and our fair maiden. The Knights of this story salute you!
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