When I was a boy and was sad my great Aunt teased me that the dragon Megrims had taken me. In latter life I found out that to love would keep him at bay www.cs.usask.ca/super/9
Megrims by M.A.Meddings
Megrims
Be though a dragon Of Despair
You have no fiery torture cell
No dark and turgid lair
All you have to feed upon
Is the sadness thats within
The weakness of our own self doubt
When we think that we cant win
You took her once your prisoner
But this love has set her free
And if you dare bother her again
You will have to deal with me
For she is a queen and a lady fair
her beauty known far and wide
Whilst ugly thoughts are your own lair
and leathery so your hide
But I have a lance they call it love
As sharp as any seen
And with this love I have for her
I will defend my queen
Poetry by lastromantichero
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Written on 2007-09-03 at 21:49
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