Greed is a DragonGreed is a dragon,Growing inside of you like a thorny vine.Invading your heart is something alien,Around your heart it does entwine.Soon you will becomeA fire-breathing spiteful creature.Hoarding your kingdomOf jewels and gold, materialistic matter.Merciless in your collectingOf more, more, more!Material wealth you will be saving.Friends you will have nevermore.
Bluetootha blue light pulsesin the eardrum ofa man who speaksto apparitions
Fletcher's SinI met a dragon from a distant landWho said: When walking on the isle one dayI came upon a sad man in the sand,Who told me of his sweet lovers doomsday.Gerald, the man, a fletcher, took the handOf his tenderhearted kind lady friend,She with the bright azure now glassy eyes.He did not want her to come to an endSo Gerald did try to save this beauty,Two straight arrows had been struck in her thighs.Out from her leg he pulled the sticks softly.His own cursed surname he surely had spiedOn the arrows that downed his own cutie.In his short moment of surprise she died.
Best Friend of MineBest Friend of MineHe is strong as an ox pulling a cart.My good boy certainly is mighty fine.He can tenderly heal my broken heart,This muscular equine best friend of mine.As fast as a lightning strike touching down,His spirit and endurance one cant miss.His chestnut body turns quickly around,To meet me and exchange a hug or kiss.Soft fur gleams in the light of the sunset.I love to caress his gorgeous dished head.His flowing movement I will always let.He nickers when he sees me off to bed.One would be fortunate to own this beast.For now he is a toy to say the least.
Jabberfilly JabberwockyJabberfillyTwas brillig, and the spooky coltsDid neigh and whinny in the barn;All pacey were the dolts,And us the colic did forewarn.Beware the Jabberfilly my son!The hooves that kick, the foal that bites!Beware cinchyness, and beckon,Sell the cribbing-fright!He took his dressage whip in hand:Long time the withered foe he sought So rested he by the hitching post,And stood awhile in thoughtAnd as in equine thought he stood,The Jabberfilly, with eyes of flame,Came trotting through the pasture wood,And pinned her ears as she came!Clip, clop! Clip, clop! And through and throughNatural horsemanship did he!He made a respectful steed andWent galloping quickly.And hast thou tamed the Jabberfilly?Come to my arms, my rugged boy!O short cannoned bay! Whoopee! Yay!He roared in his joy.Twas brillig, and the spooky coltsDid neigh and whinny in the barn;All pacey were the dolts,And us the colic did forewarn.