Post by Ghost on Jan 26, 2006 22:11:54 GMT -5
Two dragons met
In fields of old,
One was black,
The other gold.
They bared their teeth
And flashed their eyes,
Sent fire shooting
Through the skies.
They roared and bellowed,
Mouths open wide,
They slashed and dodged
From side to side.
The sun came up,
The battle stopped.
A nod goodbye,
And off they walked.
For through all
The flash and flames,
The dragons were
Just playing games.
In fields of old,
One was black,
The other gold.
They bared their teeth
And flashed their eyes,
Sent fire shooting
Through the skies.
They roared and bellowed,
Mouths open wide,
They slashed and dodged
From side to side.
The sun came up,
The battle stopped.
A nod goodbye,
And off they walked.
For through all
The flash and flames,
The dragons were
Just playing games.