San Diego, CA, USA
...zzzzzzz...huh? Oh yeah, I'm supposed to be writing a poem! Grrr...
Well, one day, I was taking a nap
Under a tree (that was dripping with sap!)
I cuddled my tail
In the shadow of shale
When came running a lil' mishap!
One little kid with a sword and a scowl
Came running at me, intentions afoul--
He jumped on my back
And began his attack;
He even let out a loud growl!
He climbed my back and sat on my wing
And sliced and diced with his plastic sword-thing;
To myself I just smiled,
To him reconciled,
And him to my arms I did bring!
All I did was tilt my back some,
And the lil' kid dropped to my arm, low-slung;
He struggled a lot and sometimes spinned,
But I looked in his eyes and simply grinned--
Eventually, his heart I'd won!
I looked down at him, in my arm,
And promised that I would do him no harm--
The kid I could have squashed like a bug!--
But instead I gave him a really big hug.
The kid stopped fighting and I let him free,
But what he did was get closer to me!
So I held him abreast,
Then close to my chest
And we both--*yawn*--fell into happy slee...
...Li..zzz...t'le Spyro T. D..draa...gg-'n....zzzzzzz..
Well, I sure am awake now...lol I brought this here because someone said something about its anti-violence message, and yesterday I witnessed, well...let's just say the other person was lucky to be alive after what happened.
I really hope my friend Mike Callimachus gets better soon...