DRAGON DREAMS AND SCREAMS

The big, bad dragon really screamed, the big, bad dragon really roared,

After Sammy bled it dry, with a little, pretend sword,

Then Sammy got stung,

By hot dragon tongue, 

Sammy took a nap, because dragon play had made him bored.

A LITTLE LIFE GROUNDED, AFTER DREAM

I invested in sugar markets, because I got a sweet deal,

I bought sugar futures, because they have that upper classy feel,

I could prance as a snob,

As the peasants I rob,

Of course, I can't pay room rent, because my fancy dreams just ain't real.

THE THREE TASTY TROLLS AND THE DRAGON

There were three evil trolls way out in the deep woods,

They were snacking on good Little Red Riding Hoods,

A hungry dragon was flying,

Thought the evil trolls worth trying,

Sometimes dragons do evils, sometimes they do goods.

THE LAND OF FAIRIES AND LONG TONGUED FROGS

When I was young, I lived in the land of fairies,

We ate pumpkin seeds, and golden raspberries,

We avoided cats and dogs,

And all the longer tongued frogs,

I lived years in that world, where nothing varies.

KAYZEARS THE DRAGON

Kayzears the dragon has lived for 12,000 years,

She loves eating pie, and pickled human ears,

She can make someone cry,

By eating their thigh,

Which she enjoys, after having a few beers.

I WENT TO MARS WITHOUT A SPACECRAFT OR LIPS

My spaceship disassembled, but I kept traveling into space,

A disaster it resembled, as I gnawed my lips from my face,

My trajectory took me toward the stars,

All that stopped me was planet mars,

Soon I was making friends, among the Martian race.

I SMELLED SOMETHING NASTY TO THE DRAGON, WILLIAM TELL

A dragon came to see me and said his name was William Tell,

I replied that my name was Anonymous, a troll that lived in the well,

He didn't speak French so good,

I don't, but wish I could,

I mainly speak in Trollebic, a language based on smell.

THE UNICORN DOWN UNDER

There was a unicorn who slept down under,

The big trees when he heard thunder,

He made a loud breeze,

When he cut his cheese,

And the source of the loud noise made one wonder.

 

I'M OFF TO THE YONDER PLACE

I'm off to the yonder place,

Where the deer and the antelope mace,

And, the bears and the cougars,

Fight turf wars with their Luger's,

It's still far better than the human race. 

 

FEBRUARY IN THE MID

February in the mid,
Is when snow-fairies stay hid,
The snow-fairies are small,
Can't take cold at all, 
So, they hide until the cold weather is rid.