I'm the Dragon of Grindly Grun,
I breathe fire as hot as the sun.
When a knight comes to fight
I just toast him on sight,
Like a hot crispy cinnamon bun.
When I see a fair damsel go by,
I just sigh a fiery sigh,
And she'd baked like a 'tater-
I think of her later
With a romantic tear in my eye.
I'm the Dragon of Grindly Grun,
But my lunches aren't very much fun,
For I like my damsels medium rare,
and they always come out well done.
BY
Shel Silverstein
4 comments:
sheesh..why's he pickin on damsels?..lol
That's macabre.
Most kid's tales are, when you pare them down.
i've always said i like my small children medium rare with a side of hashbrowns and gravy...my own get a big kick out of it.
we NEVER read them nursery rhymes as toddlers - they are scary.
that's a shel i've never heard of before.
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