Once there was a dragon, a human he did meet.
The human just asked, "Am I for you to eat?"
"No" said the dragon, "No and no again.
I do not eat those, I consider a friend.
Besides, human taste nasty, as nasty can be."
The human appeared awed, he appeared lost.
"Why would we eat you? Why at what cost?"
The dragon shed a tear, then he looked down,
told his story, with sort of a frown.
"My love was a dragon, she looked like a deer.
I got news of her death, the news that I fear.
A human had eaten her, and said she taste good.
Made my heart crush, as my heart would."
The human he cried, he cried for a while,
The dragon looked up, and began to smile.
"Your a good human, I like you, you see.
Run along home now, I'll let thee be..............
~^*Lady Syndra*^~
As I sat under an old oak tree, I sit and ponder upon crumpled leaves.
I dreamed a dream one or two, underneath the sky so blue.
Many thoughts flowing through my head, many visions dance in my bed.
As I lie upon the ground, many birds gather around.
The wind whispers in my ear, telling me of a storm that is near.
Raindrops soon fall upon my face, soaking my veil of silk and lace.
Lightning streaks across the sky, thunderous booms echo in the clouds so high.
Yet I linger not wanting to leave, my special place here under the tree
~^*Lady Syndra*^~
03/17/01
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